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grandma poem

cuando la noche mandila a lo largo de las calles de la ciudad
usted recuerda
el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
dije, yo he cerrado mi corazón
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
hace usted no oír
la pienso espléndido justo
he echado el mundo
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
felicidad
asustado no más, digo
había una época en años anteriores

 



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