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era muchas y mucho hace un año
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama
buena mujer
la luna de levantamiento ha ocultado las estrellas
en un viejo compartimiento se encendió suavemente
del sol ni de estrellas
sé no dónde
suavemente llorando

 



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