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baby poem

quizás
había un strangeness en sus labios
asustado no más, digo
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
escuche
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mańana
el aire es como una mariposa
como águilas en colmo ascendente
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado

 



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