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daughter poem

cuando las horas del día se numeran
hombre frío severo
si había sabido el estrecho una prisión es amor
raza alto-llevada
de nuestros lugares ocultados
este tazón de fuente de plata antiguo el míos
para mirar todo el dia la onda azul encresparse y romperse
si él
deje el unsaid encantador de las palabras
me pregunto donde usted vive
dos filas de coles

 



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