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grandmother poem

soy cansado de ser amargo y cansado de ser sabio
no me quemo ningún incienso
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
una vez este césped suave
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
ella estalló el vino feroz
amo robar un rato lejos
llevo a cabo su corazón
los hice una oferta todo el adiós
las viejas canciones
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares

 



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