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pumpkin poem

la noche era negra y drear
las cortinas de la noche caían rápidamente
y mi nombre es veraz
en pasillos del sueño usted vagó cerca
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
el niño que lanzó lejos la hoja después de la hoja
no sea falso
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana

 



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