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poem for pastors

había un strangeness en sus labios
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
por completo de rasgones
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
la tierra guarda cierto ir de la vibración
para mirar todo el dia la onda azul encresparse y romperse
oscuro-eyed
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
él habla no bien
el cuerpo puede confinar
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
algún se quejó al amo
cuál era él los motores dichos

 



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