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daughter poem

en todas las cosas no habladas de
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
hace mil ańos silenciosos
asustado no más, digo
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
viejo vino a beber
espléndido y terrible su amor
apenas ahora
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
aunque soy poco como todas las pequeńas cosas

 



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