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sorry poem

quizás
pero alas, sueños justos
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla
era un oysterman joven alto
había un strangeness en sus labios
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
tan perdido
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
con la puesta del sol
usted está claro
usted es hermoso y descolorado
algún se quejó al amo

 



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