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la nieve susurra sobre mí
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
venido abajo en el amanecer de las colinas windless
las montañas son gente silenciosa
le cuento con
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
voluntad usted brilla tenuemente en el mar?
qué yo le deben
el más triste del año
los poetas dicen
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
el existir del cisne

 



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