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thanksgiving poem

tengo que decir buonas noches
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
los he oído en la noche
sol y viento y golpe del mar
muy bien, usted liberales
era muchas y mucho hace un año
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
desdeño a mis amigos más que usted
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares

 



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