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marriage poem

ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
ese año
simplemente hablando
encima de los prados ricos con maíz
las canciones antiguas
tengo gusto de ella
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
nosotros que estaban parados
melancolía, azul era
no dé vuelta a su cabeza
escrito en una noche del vuelo

 



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