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sad death poem

hay una hora del resto pacífico
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
hace usted oír
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
una niebla conducía abajo
rosas y oro
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
oí el viento todo el dia

 



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