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sorry poem

la nieve susurra sobre mí
hijas del tiempo
todavía su gris oscila la torre sobre el mar
hermoso
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
cuando el viento trabaja contra nosotros en la obscuridad
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
aunque repine del amor, y rozadura de la razón
por completo de rasgones
quizás
cuando volví en la puesta del sol
era un oysterman joven alto
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes

 



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