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mother daughter poem

uno con usted
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta
ochenta años han pasado, y más
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
esté en mí como los humores eternos
no éramos muchos
el elevar, como el viento sopló
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
hasta su ventana del compartimiento

 



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