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halloween poem

babylon -- donde voy a soñar
cuando el viento trabaja contra nosotros en la obscuridad
viejo vino a beber
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
y mi nombre es veraz
en sus brazos estaba el placer inmóvil
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
muy bien, usted liberales
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
vi la primera pera
en el puerto de York nueva
para arropar el pensamiento ardiente

 



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