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sad death poem

el prado se arrastraba
aquí miente una señora más hermosa
el elevar, como el viento sopló
si era muy seguro
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
entre las montañas vagué
en la esfera
hay un país por completo del vino
el relámpago destellaba, y levantó
todo mi amor para mi dulce
suavemente ahora la luz del día
hace tres años hoy
revuelva
una milla detrás

 



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