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grandma poem

mientras que estaba parado escuchar, discreto mudo
su pelo hermoso
tan perdido
en el puerto de York nueva
aunque soy poco como todas las pequeñas cosas
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
cuando era un muchacho en la universidad
tengo que decir buonas noches
una vida en la onda del océano

 



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