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lost love poem

mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
en el puerto de York nueva
la pienso espléndido justo
aquí cae ninguna luz
cortocircuito y dulce, y hemos venido al extremo de él
cuál era él los motores dichos
tengo que decir buonas noches
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
él incluso tendría su broma

 



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