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friendship poem

el aire es como una mariposa
un pensamiento dulce solemne
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
hermano, soy fuego
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
hombre frío severo
del sol ni de estrellas
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
vea, ellos vuelven
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
porqué entonces, la necesidad nosotros ve?
era muchas y mucho hace un año
amo las viejas endechas melodious
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío

 



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