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nature poem

entre las montañas vagué
como él de quién alcohol en el resplandor del mediodía
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
hice una pausa el marco abierto
el amor se ha cantado mil maneras
todo mi amor para mi dulce
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
con la puesta del sol
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
éste es el arsenal
la nieve susurra sobre mí

 



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