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nature poem

no ruego para la paz
dígame no
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
por las mañanas nube-grises
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
ochenta años han pasado, y más
le hizo oyen hablar siempre
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana
la noche es oscura, y los vientos del invierno
qué yo le deben

 



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