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Blake caresses in his dreams
strumming a harp of mist and wind, trying to build his Jerusalem in western land, I look at the generous sun Of the Near East, my dusty sandals and I see that Jerusalem Belongs to everybody And everybody Belongs to Her... Blake, wake up Take the sun with me, let us knock at the door... 12/13/04. Translation from an original in Spanish
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