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funeral poem

a lo largo de los bancos
lleno esta taza
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
el amanecer era verde
en el frunce de la oscuridad y piden
el aire es como una mariposa
amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
usted está claro

 



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