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good bye poem

a través del pecho de dolor de la amplia tierra
cuando usted viene esta noche
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
suavemente ahora la luz del día
hay un país por completo del vino
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
todos esos tesoros que mienten
en y encendido
poco parque que paso a través
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
rosas y oro
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí

 



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