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brother poem

la nieve susurra sobre mí
felicidad
dígame menos o dígame más
todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
en la esfera
mi dolor, cuando ella está aquí con mí
escrito en una noche del vuelo
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
a lo largo de una orilla
al amante apasionado
si había sabido el estrecho una prisión es amor

 



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