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father poem

viejo vino a beber
en el puerto de York nueva
sueńo dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
uno por uno, como se va de un árbol
camino abajo de las trayectorias del jardín
de nuestros lugares ocultados
por lo tanto no puedo
hace de largo la luz del sol del verano brillar
dios
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar

 



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