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christmas poetry

ella cojea con parar paso doloroso
el aire es como una mariposa
placeres mediados de y palacios aunque podemos vagar
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
y pan del breaketh no más
había una época en años anteriores
soy el viento que duda

 



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