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autumn poem

ese año
sé no dónde
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
había un strangeness en sus labios
todos tragan los años
las canciones antiguas
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
hay cualquiera allí
no me quemo ningún incienso

 



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