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poem for pastors

las sombras de las naves
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
travails de la tierra
escrito en una noche del vuelo
veré una estrella esta noche
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
él incluso tendría su broma
raza alto-llevada

 



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