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mother daughter poem

mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
escrito en una noche del vuelo
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
splendor dulce
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
como va un hombre desnudo yo
cuál deseo comentar
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
suave como la cama en la tierra

 



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