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sex poem

no puedo ahora decirle
hay aumentos para todas nuestras pérdidas
una vida en la onda del océano
usted está claro
como ella
porqué lo haga
el sol está para arriba
ésos en el superior dicen que le conocen, tierra -- son mentirosos
cuando era un muchacho en la universidad
era no para ese olor singular
la noche era negra y drear
es usted vivo?
quizás no es ninguna materia que usted murió

 



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