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teen love poem

nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
porqué lo haga
nosotros que estaban parados
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
plantemos
veo todos los ingenios humanos
muy bien, usted liberales
pero no puedo ahora leerle
usted es hermoso y descolorado
buena mujer
todavía recuerdo sin duda alguna

 



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