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sex poem

ella dijo
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
todavĂ­a su gris oscila la torre sobre el mar
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
amo robar un rato lejos
el misterio más oscuro, más extraño
compuesto de loveliness solamente
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
tome mis pulseras
plantemos
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
ido antes de nosotros

 



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