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father poem

usted dice que usted me ama
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
el eliminar, luchando vainly
levantado de los muertos
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista
hijas del tiempo
soy una mujer
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
aflíjase no para el invisible

 



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