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good bye poem

caras hermosas, tragical
debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
expresemos nuestras pasiones más bajas
los poetas dicen
aquí cae ninguna luz
en su tienda guardada
los drowses pálidos del día en el occidental empapan
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta
hice una pausa el marco abierto
hombre frío severo
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
glooms de los vivir-robles
como águilas en colmo ascendente
hago mi cubierta, pero nadie sabe

 



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