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baby poem

debajo de la luna de la cosecha
vea que me doy usted
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista
dígame menos o dígame más
por lo tanto no puedo
travails de la tierra
era un oysterman joven alto
sea paciente, vida, cuando el amor está en la puerta

 



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