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love friendship poem

dije
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
déjeme ser triste
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro
una pluma del acero
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
pero no puedo ahora leerle
quién nombrará el viento
trenzado y tejido
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
los días endeared a cada MUSE
quizás

 



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