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retirement poem

nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
la pienso espléndido justo
tome mis pulseras
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
amé a mujer
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
podríamos sino saber
cántele otra vez a canción cantado
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
los he oído en la noche
y todavía caminaron encendido

 



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