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grandmother poem

tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
sol y viento y golpe del mar
un pensamiento dulce solemne
una pluma del acero
tengo gusto de ella
con su pelo flaying violentamente
viejo vino a beber
vea, ellos vuelven
era no para ese olor singular
pero alas, sueños justos

 



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