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halloween poem

lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
podríamos sino saber
encima de los prados ricos con maíz
vea que me doy usted
todavía recuerdo sin duda alguna
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
cuando, lleno de amor caliente e impaciente
los días melancólicos han venido
sombras coas alas que barren cerca
soy el viento que duda

 



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