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short funny poem

amo robar un rato lejos
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
en la esfera
a lo largo de una orilla
hermano, soy fuego
porqué entonces, la necesidad nosotros ve?
no éramos muchos
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
el banquete real fue hecho
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
he ganado la raza
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
todos esos tesoros que mienten
la agonía del tener demasiada energía

 



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