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christian poem

vea, ellos vuelven
tan perdido
el mirar más allá
buena mujer
venido abajo en el amanecer de las colinas windless
si muero, piense solamente esto en mí
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
dígame menos o dígame más
es verdad que usted dice que los dioses son más uso a usted que hadas
el pasar a través de las paredes amontonadas y feas
me preguntan donde he estado
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
el sol caminó abajo de su trono de oro


 



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