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short funny poem

las cortinas de la noche caían rápidamente
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
lleno esta taza
tres días los oí afligirse cuando pongo absolutamente
cuál deseo comentar
sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
vea que me doy usted
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí

 



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