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christmas poem

no se aflija que encima
era una diosa ere el mármol me encontró
el rodillo triste del tambor amortiguado tiene golpe
serene de la tarde y brillante verdes
la noche era negra y drear
asustado no más, digo
en su vuelo
porqué hágale siempre soporte allí que tiembla
encima del sur en la rotura del día
venido abajo en el amanecer de las colinas windless

 



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