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mother daughter poem

por las mañanas nube-grises
y todavía caminaron encendido
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
cuando voy de nuevo a la tierra
cántele otra vez a canción cantado
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
todo mi amor para mi dulce
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
hermano, soy fuego
el prado se arrastraba

 



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