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grandmother poem

travails de la tierra
ese ańo
hasta su ventana del compartimiento
si el asesino rojo piensa él mata
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
de la canción y del sueńo para ido siempre
no permanezca no más
levantado de los muertos
era no para ese olor singular

 



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