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había tres en el prado al lado del arroyo
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
tristemente hablando
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
en y de sí mismo
debajo de la luna de la cosecha
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
a lo largo de los bancos

 



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