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thanksgiving poem

tristemente hablando
todos dentro y todos sin mí
me pregunto donde usted vive
soy fevered
en todas las cosas no habladas de
tan perdido
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
asustado no más, digo
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
renueve la visión del placer
cómoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal

 



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