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graduation poem

escrito en una noche del vuelo
muy bien, usted liberales
una tormenta está montando en la marea
vivido por la orilla
en la medianoche
vi la primera pera
dentro de mi mano sostengo
las viejas canciones
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
estos corazones fueron tejidos de alegrías y de cuidados humanos
ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
usted dice que usted me ama

 



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