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broken heart poem

claro de luna profundo y blando
aunque soy poco como todas las pequeñas cosas
los poetas dicen
como águilas en colmo ascendente
ciudad que no es una ciudad
raza alto-llevada
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
qué ocasión spiteful roba unawares
el prado se arrastraba

 



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