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ciudad que no es una ciudad
encima del sur en la rotura del día
noche misteriosa
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
porqué lo haga

 



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