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daughter poem

quizás
mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
bucks negros gordos en un cuarto del vino-barril
la nieve susurra sobre mí
no del mundo ancho del conjunto
todos esos tesoros que mienten
ámeme en el último, o si usted no

 



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