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poem for pastors

es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
estaba parado
entre el humo y la niebla de una tarde de diciembre
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
los poetas dicen
la hija, arte del thou viene morir
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo

 



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