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sad death poem

qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
dígame no
me preguntan donde he estado
hace de largo la luz del sol del verano brillar
en sus regimentals desiguales
estaba parado
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
qué nosotros ahora hará

 



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