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broken heart poem

entre las montañas vagué
las sombras de las naves
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
asustado no más, digo
ésos en el superior dicen que le conocen, tierra -- son mentirosos
estoy muriendo
déjeme moverse lentamente a través de la calle
apenas como mis dedos en estas llaves
nunca había un sonido al lado de la madera pero de una
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
pero no puedo ahora leerle

 



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