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friendship poem

la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
soy el viento que duda
la señora, su corazón ha dado vuelta al polvo
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
una vida en la onda del océano
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta
suavemente llorando
me preguntan donde he estado
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
fuera del profundo y de la obscuridad
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
claro de luna profundo y blando

 



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