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haiku poetry

sé no dónde
tan perdido
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
fuera de mí indigno y desconocido
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
muy bien, usted liberales
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado

 



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