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graduation poem

había una época en años anteriores
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
gaily a través de los campos bailamos
travails de la tierra
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
el aire es como una mariposa
era no para ese olor singular
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
para arropar el pensamiento ardiente

 



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