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memorial poem

un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
miré sobre el cielo glorioso
si muero, piense solamente esto en mĂ­
cuando las horas del dĂ­a se numeran
una palabra del vuelo de aquĂ­ y allĂ­
el cuerpo puede confinar
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
me preguntan donde he estado
nosotros que estaban parados
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
solitario y solitario

 



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