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autumn poem

puesto que he sentido el sentido de la muerte
vi los archangels en mi manzana-a'rbol ayer por la noche
ciudad que no es una ciudad
todavía trece años
rompemos el cristal que vino sagrado
pero alas, sueños justos
qué nosotros ahora hará
aunque repine del amor, y rozadura de la razĂłn
una tormenta está montando en la marea
cuando era un muchacho en la universidad
soporte aquĂ­ por mi lado
usted es mi compañero
para la verdad, para el amor

 



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