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poem for dad

uno con usted
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
escrito en una noche del vuelo
camino abajo de las trayectorias del jardín
como águilas en colmo ascendente
en un viejo compartimiento se encendió suavemente
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
por lo tanto no puedo
y mi nombre es veraz
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
estaba parado

 



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