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baby shower poem

no ruego para la paz
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
hay una ciudad, builded por ninguna mano
todos esos tesoros que mienten
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
de largo hace, en el claro de luna joven
de nuestros lugares ocultados
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
por las mañanas nube-grises
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
para la verdad, para el amor
como águilas en colmo ascendente

 



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