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sex poem

burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
soy fevered
había una época en años anteriores
déjenos compasión los de quienes sea mejor que nosotros son
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
no sea falso
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
cuál deseo comentar
me pregunto donde usted vive
el sentarse en su eje de balancín que espera su té
y pan del breaketh no más
no hay multitud, no obstante está mirado y tendido

 



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