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life poetry

he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
él incluso tendría su broma
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
la lluvia encima, y el aire brillante
tristes son que saben no amor
pero no puedo ahora leerle
materia de la luna
sobre el río hacen señas a mí
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
he ganado la raza

 



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