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cowboy poetry

desdeńo a mis amigos más que usted
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
su pelo hermoso
claro de luna profundo y blando
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
la pienso espléndido justo
el existir del cisne

 



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