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christmas poem

ciudad que no es una ciudad
el pequeño lamentable, usado, caras el reír
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
uno con usted
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
en pueda
un pensamiento dulce solemne
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
cuál guarda
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata

 



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