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black poetry

cuando usted viene esta noche
había un strangeness en sus labios
el olor del se levantó tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
con su pelo flaying violentamente
una palabra del vuelo de aquí y allí
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
hermano, soy fuego
estoy en amor con los altos lugares far-seeing
asustado no más, digo
ahora para una lucha enérgica y alegre
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana

 



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