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mother poem

veo todos los ingenios humanos
un pájaro cantó
algunos días más ventosos
escrito en una noche del vuelo
no puedo sentir siempre su greatness
mire hacia fuera sobre las estrellas, mi amor
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
velas que derriban de lado en latas del tomate

 



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