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sorry poem

me preguntan donde he estado
ámeme en el último, o si usted no
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
en su vuelo
sol y viento y golpe del mar
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro

 



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