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"Sobre la colina, el viento susurra, verde infinito, dorada llanura. El río murmura, el trigo se mece, el campo respira, el alma amanece."
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"Sobre la colina, el viento susurra, verde infinito, dorada llanura. El río murmura, el trigo se mece, el campo respira, el alma amanece."
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