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sad poem

desdeño a mis amigos más que usted
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
y cómo podría usted sueño de la reunión
con la puesta del sol
nosotros que estaban parados
fui arriba y abajo de las calles
puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
arrojé mi alma al aire como un vuelo del halcón
el merriment sin fin, absurdo de estrellas
le estoy cantando
había un strangeness en sus labios
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
fuera de la ventana un mar de árboles verdes
tome mis pulseras

 



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