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dios
déjeme ser triste
cuál era él los motores dichos
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
hasta su ventana del compartimiento
fuera del profundo y de la obscuridad
vi la primera pera
espléndido y terrible su amor
es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
sombras coas alas que barren cerca

 



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