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friendship poem

él incluso tendría su broma
es usted despierto?
oscuro-eyed
las sombras ponen a lo largo de broadway
raza alto-llevada
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
la mujer faltó mucho, cómo usted llama a mí, llamada a mí
antes del santo de bronce solemne
cuando el viento trabaja contra nosotros en la obscuridad
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro

 



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