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mother daughter poem

me pregunto donde usted vive
al amante apasionado
tan perdido
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
nunca habĂ­a un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
no éramos muchos
era no para ese olor singular
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
cuál guarda
debajo del timĂłn del guerrero

 



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