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thanksgiving poem

me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama
ruédeme abajo por el prado
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
tormenta

 



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