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grandma poem

paredes y enorme altos
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
dios
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
vea el tentativo
la agonía del tener demasiada energía
lleno esta taza
ella oyó a niños el jugar en el sol
poco parque que paso a través
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
se levantó y el ámbar era la puesta del sol en el río
como miento cubierto adentro, defendido adentro
una pluma del acero

 



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