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thanksgiving poetry

mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
como águilas en colmo ascendente
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
no sea falso
estrella-polvo y luz vaporosa
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras

 



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