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friend poem

porqué son las cosas que no tienen ninguna muerte
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta
un pensamiento dulce solemne
uno por uno, como se va de un árbol
los poetas dicen
cuando era adaptó Londres
la oscuridad
sueño dulce en sus sepulcros humildes
contra la llama verde del espino-a'rbol
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
poco parque que paso a través
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final

 



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