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mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
con la puesta del sol
para mí era concejal gaunt, grave
escuche
sé lo que usted va a decir
podríamos sino saber
encima del sur en la rotura del día
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
el nińo que lanzó lejos la hoja después de la hoja
se van los tres, esas hermanas raras

 



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