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christmas poems

los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
en nĂşmeros mournful
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
me preguntan donde he estado
en sus regimentals desiguales
simplicidad
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
felicidad
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte

 



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