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death poetry

ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
porqué tan es triste mi encantador?
éste es el arsenal
poco parque que paso a través
hijas del tiempo
las montañas son gente silenciosa
para la verdad, para el amor
felicidad
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí

 



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