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christmas poem

nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
hermano, soy fuego
en y de sí mismo
vea, de esta falsificación de él
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
aflíjase no para el invisible
como vela blanca
splendor dulce
qué yo le deben
sobre el río hacen señas a mí
trenzado y tejido
estoy viejo y oculto

 



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