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halloween poem for kid

la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
amo robar un rato lejos
las montañas son gente silenciosa
los días hypocritic
a alguno los dioses gordos
tristes son que saben no amor
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último

 



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