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sad death poem

ella puede ser que lo haya sabido en el resorte anterior
tristes son que saben no amor
el pequeño lamentable, usado, caras el reír
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
a qué una mujer la comparará querida
esposa querida
ochenta años han pasado, y más
soplador de vidrio del tiempo
arrojé mi alma al aire como un vuelo del halcón
el dulce con el fern y se levantĂł
pensamientos a través de mi cabeza
en la esfera
nunca sabĂ­a que la tierra tenĂ­a tanto oro
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado

 



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