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thanksgiving poem

como baja el igualar
un cielo que nunca ha sabido el sol, la luna o las estrellas
en el amanecer, él dijo
si habĂ­a sabido el estrecho una prisiĂłn es amor
la noche es oscura, y los vientos del invierno
cuando volvĂ­ en la puesta del sol
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
el sol caminĂł abajo de su trono de oro
los cielos que eran ashen y sobrio
amé a mujer
habĂ­a un strangeness en sus labios

 



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