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love poem

una vez este césped suave
tenían él e i pero satisfecho
caras hermosas, tragical
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
el mirar más allá
los he oído en la noche
el niño que lanzó lejos la hoja después de la hoja
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
ella sabe un lanzamiento barato
había un strangeness en sus labios
cortocircuito y dulce, y hemos venido al extremo de él
él incluso tendría su broma
cuando usted viene esta noche
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio

 



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