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funeral poem

los días melancólicos han venido
noche misteriosa
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
hermano, soy fuego
quizás
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
escuche el mar del sonido
evidenciado en la luz tenue en sus ojos
soporte aquí por mi lado

 



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