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tristes son que saben no amor
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
hay cualquiera allí
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
el aire es como una mariposa

 



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