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sad love poem

no éramos muchos
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
dentro de este sepulcro humilde un conqueror miente
habĂ­a un strangeness en sus labios
llevo a cabo su corazĂłn
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
dije
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta

 



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