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el aire es como una mariposa
gloom
cuando era adaptó Londres
era un oysterman joven alto
oí el viento todo el dia
ruédeme abajo por el prado
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano

 



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