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mother poem

le detesté
en pueda
esté en mí como los humores eternos
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
el relámpago destellaba, y levantó
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
buena mujer
la música i oído con usted era más que música
ruédeme abajo por el prado

 



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