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best friend poem

no me quemo ningún incienso
un destello del oro en gloom y gris
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
el prado se arrastraba
qué nosotros ahora hará
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
cuando usted viene esta noche
splendor dulce
ésta es la nave de la perla
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted

 



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