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gothic poetry

tristes son que saben no amor
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
contra la llama verde del espino-a'rbol
hay cualquiera allí
resido en la montaña de la tabla
y con el pájaro del tarareo
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes

 



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