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short love poem

allí por la ventana en la vieja casa
no me quemo ningún incienso
hace usted oír
dígame no
con su pelo flaying violentamente
dios
de nuestros lugares ocultados
en la esfera
resido en la montaña de la tabla
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
buena mujer
paredes y enorme altos
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
a lo largo de una orilla

 



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