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thanksgiving poem

nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
soporte aquí por mi lado
cántele otra vez a canción cantado
en la medianoche
el dulce con el fern y se levantó
en el puerto de York nueva
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
tristemente hablando
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
era muchas y mucho hace un año

 



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