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poem for pastors

fui arriba y abajo de las calles
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
él incluso tendría su broma
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
melancolía, azul era
como águilas en colmo ascendente
cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta

 



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