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halloween poem for kid

hay uno que ese i amó una vez tanto
dios
no éramos muchos
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
éste es el arsenal
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana

 



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