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daughter poem

mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
lo vi una vez antes
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana
en su tienda guardada
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía

 



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