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good bye poem

todos se callan a lo largo del potomac
cĂłmoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal
nunca habĂ­a un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
mire detrás con los ojos longing y sepa que seguiré
no permanezca no más
él vino tomarme por la mano
éste es el arsenal
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
la noche era negra y drear
como ella
el amanecer era verde
las viejas canciones

 



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