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angel poem

disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
por el puente grosero
levantado de los muertos
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
una milla detrás
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
estoy muriendo
al revés, dé vuelta al revés
he ganado la raza
encima de los prados ricos con maíz

 



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