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pumpkin poem

me pregunto donde usted vive
quizás
era el otoño del año
la medianoche pasada
soy fevered
suavemente llorando
las verdades tremendas éstos sean
los arcos del puente rojo
en pasillos del sueño usted vagó cerca
el prado se arrastraba
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril

 



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