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friend poem

no hay escape al lado del río
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
tenía un sueño y me desperté con él
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
por la orilla, por el mar
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello

 



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