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Porque la poesía es la vida misma, porque somos alma vagando en letras, porque cada gota de agua, al deslizarse, talla un poema. Por la vida, las letras, la poesía...



| In Dublin's fair city She was a fish monger, and sure it's no wonder But I was a rover, and sailed the seas over She died of a fever, and no one could save her |
| Fuente: musica.com |
Alejandra Pizarnik
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| In Dublin's fair city She was a fish monger, and sure it's no wonder But I was a rover, and sailed the seas over She died of a fever, and no one could save her |
| Fuente: musica.com |
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