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footprint poem

escuche
él habla no bien
el solo puńo apretado levantado y alista
he echado el mundo
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
voy mi manera complacently
a qué una mujer la comparará querida
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
con los ojos mansos, marrones

 



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