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teen love poem

no esté enojado con mí
le detesté
amo mi hora del viento y de la luz
tome mis pulseras
compuesto de loveliness solamente
la noche era negra y drear
el elevar, como el viento sopló
la medianoche pasada
como ella
ésos en el superior dicen que le conocen, tierra -- son mentirosos
allí por la ventana en la vieja casa

 



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