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thanksgiving poetry

amo robar un rato lejos
noche misteriosa
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
hermoso
no ruego para la paz
hay tres maneras de las cuales los hombres toman
no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió
raza alto-llevada

 



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