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autumn poem

algunos de los daos que usted ha curado
las estrellas cayeron de cielo
mundo que cambia bajo mi mano
la noche era negra y drear
pjaros contra el viento de abril
ese compaero extrao vino en mezclar pies
estoy muriendo
rosas y oro
en septiembre
llevo a cabo su corazn
antes del santo de bronce solemne
de'bil-se va volando la cancin

 



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