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mother daughter poem

vi las nubes entre las colinas
usted dice que usted me ama
hay una hora del resto pacífico
con su pelo flaying violentamente
me pregunto donde usted vive
como águilas en colmo ascendente
estoy viejo y oculto
hace mil años silenciosos
dios
soy una mujer
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
pero no puedo ahora leerle
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
él incluso tendría su broma

 



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