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friendship poetry

en alguna parte leí un cuento extrańo, viejo, oxidado
encima del sur en la rotura del día
las viejas canciones
le estoy cantando
dos filas de coles
reservado, con reverance, en temor
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
déme
pasado implacable del thou
en el amanecer, él dijo
el aire es como una mariposa

 



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