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autumn poetry

no puedo ahora decirle
como águilas en colmo ascendente
suavemente ahora la luz del día
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
hombre frío severo
hay cualquiera allí
él habla no bien
una milla detrás
haga a muchachos y las muchachas todavía van
en el amanecer, él dijo
algunos días más ventosos
los he oído en la noche
voy mi manera complacently
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista

 



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