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cuál guarda
el amanecer era verde
vea, ellos vuelven
una milla detrás
hace usted oír
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
ruédeme abajo por el prado
hace usted no oír
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso

 



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