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thank you poem

una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
he tenido un miedo en mi vida
todavía trece años
repentinamente, fuera de maneras oscuras y frondosas
en su tienda guardada
hermano, soy fuego
he visto las estrellas más orgullosas
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
vi que el dios usted la duda?
con los ojos mansos, marrones
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
escuche

 



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