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sad death poem

una vez este césped suave
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció
y va tan
me preguntan donde he estado
estoy muriendo
ésta es la canción de la juventud
tormenta
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
poco parque que paso a través
por lo tanto no puedo
hace usted no oír
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
splendor dulce

 



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