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mother poem

para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
cuando usted viene esta noche
ciudad que no es una ciudad
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
por la orilla, por el mar
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
debajo de la luna de la cosecha


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