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halloween poem

tengo gusto de ella
tan perdido
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
revuelva
debajo de un árbol de la castaña que se separa
la mujer faltĂł mucho, cĂłmo usted llama a mĂ­, llamada a mĂ­
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocĂ­o
estoy muriendo
éste es el arsenal
cántele otra vez a canción cantado
si era muy seguro
tristes son que saben no amor

 



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