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christmas poem

era muchas y mucho hace un año
cortocircuito y dulce, y hemos venido al extremo de él
una pluma del acero
renueve la visión del placer
dentro de mi mano sostengo
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
la luz retirada
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte

 



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