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grandma poem

ella dijo
entre las montañas vagué
en números mournful
hice una pausa el marco abierto
reservado, con reverance, en temor
ahora que me he refrescado a usted
cuando las horas del día se numeran
déme el hambre
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
aquí miente una señora más hermosa
fuera de mí indigno y desconocido
una vez este césped suave


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