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grandma poem

amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
la pienso espléndido justo
splendor dulce
ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
escuche
aquí cae ninguna luz
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
cuál guarda
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
ella dijo

 



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