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daughter poem

no me quemo ningĂşn incienso
cuando los mar-vientos perforaron nuestras soledades
arriba y abajo de él va
mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocĂ­o
soy fevered
la oscuridad rueda hacia arriba
una milla detrás
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
aunque soy poco como todas las pequeñas cosas
cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta

 



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