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love poem quote

glooms de los vivir-robles
en alguna parte leí un cuento extraño, viejo, oxidado
para estos brazos blancos sobre mi cuello
si él
estoy viejo y oculto
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
tengo gusto de ella

 



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