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christmas poem

tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
ella oyó a niños el jugar en el sol
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
me preguntan donde he estado
las montañas son gente silenciosa
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
tengo gusto de ella
apenas ahora
ella dijo
escrito en una noche del vuelo
hice un voto una vez, uno solamente

 



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