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teen love poem

la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
cuando el viento trabaja contra nosotros en la obscuridad
asustado no más, digo
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
debajo del timón del guerrero
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
le estoy cantando

 



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