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pero no puedo ahora leerle
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
travails de la tierra
asustado no más, digo
tristes son que saben no amor
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
escrito en una noche del vuelo
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
flor blanca de la espuma, flor roja de la llama

 



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