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fall poem

raza alto-llevada
el prado se arrastraba
oscuro-eyed
tres días los oí afligirse cuando pongo absolutamente
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
ésta es la canción de la juventud
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
viejo vino a beber
dentro de mi mano sostengo
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
cortocircuito y dulce, y hemos venido al extremo de él

 



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