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poem for pastors

los pequeńos rezos blancos
pero no puedo ahora leerle
buena mujer
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
sobre el río, en la colina
amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
estoy muriendo
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
el cuerpo puede confinar
mejore que el granito
lanzaron una piedra, usted lanzaron una piedra
pasado implacable del thou
esposa querida

 



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