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thank you poem

nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
era no para ese olor singular
camino abajo de las trayectorias del jardín
el sol está para arriba
nunca sabía que la tierra tenía tanto oro
estoy parado en el tiempo gris frío
para la verdad, para el amor
cómoyo ayude a la derecha al mundo que va mal
tormenta


 



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