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grandmother poem

no se aflija que encima
la pienso espléndido justo
algún se quejó al amo
cuando las horas del día se numeran
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
de piso al techo
soy fevered
sol y viento y golpe del mar
los hice una oferta todo el adiós
dígame menos o dígame más
gloom
caído tan

 



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