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christmas poetry

ponemos
vivido por la orilla
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
ella era una belleza en los días
sé no dónde
no dé vuelta a su cabeza
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
cuando era adaptó Londres
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
he oído que cierta princesa
dígame
y mi nombre es veraz

 



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