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retirement poem

nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
los pequeños rezos blancos
ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
o justo y stately criada, que ojos
dígame
el solo puño apretado levantado y alista
ésta es la nave de la perla
un destello del oro en gloom y gris

 



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