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christmas poem

tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
era no para ese olor singular
a través del pecho de dolor de la amplia tierra
cuando un hecho se hace para la libertad
y todavía caminaron encendido
vi la primera pera
en la medianoche
entre las montañas vagué
nunca en toda mi vida
el más triste del año
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
sé no dónde
cómoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal

 



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