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suicide poetry

cuando las horas del día se numeran
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
hace mil años silenciosos
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
hace tres años hoy
arqueó la inundación
del sol ni de estrellas
hasta su ventana del compartimiento
de la canción y del sueño para ido siempre
vea, ellos vuelven
aflíjase no para el invisible
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
estoy muriendo
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios

 



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