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sad death poem

y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
contra la llama verde del espino-a'rbol
era el otoño del año
no hay escape al lado del río
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
ido antes de nosotros
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
tristemente hablando
no me quemo ningún incienso
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
una sombra gris fina en el borde del pensamiento
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
usted está claro

 



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