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wedding poem

musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
sobre el río hacen seńas a mí
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
los días melancólicos han venido
usted está claro
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
allí por la ventana en la vieja casa
he sabido el silencio de las estrellas y del mar
la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
si era muy seguro
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas

 



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