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short love poem

mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
una milla detrás
la oscuridad roba las formas de todas las reinas
encima del sur en la rotura del día
desdeño a mis amigos más que usted
gloom
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
nuestros momentos agradables vuelan
la oscuridad
calma como que segundo verano
la pienso espléndido justo
dice de buenas viejas épocas

 



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