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family poetry

mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
pero alas, sueños justos
él habla no bien
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
gaily a través de los campos bailamos
la luna de levantamiento ha ocultado las estrellas
no sea falso
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
en y de sí mismo

 



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