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good bye poem

he oído que cierta princesa
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro
velas que derriban de lado en latas del tomate
de nuestros lugares ocultados
hay un país por completo del vino
hay una hora del resto pacífico
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
una tormenta está montando en la marea
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana
cuál guarda

 



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