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marriage poem

ésta es la canción de la juventud
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
y todavía caminaron encendido
poco parque que paso a través
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas
hay aumentos para todas nuestras pérdidas
una tormenta está montando en la marea
debajo del timón del guerrero
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
hay uno que ese i amó una vez tanto
allí por la ventana en la vieja casa
dice de buenas viejas épocas
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello

 



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