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i miss you poem

soy el viento que duda
raza alto-llevada
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra
suavemente llorando
asustado no más, digo
para entonces fuera
está a menudo no tan?
nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
debajo de un árbol de la castaña que se separa
era muchas y mucho hace un año
lo van
un pequeño melocotón en la huerta creció

 



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