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halloween poem

me pregunto donde usted vive
por la orilla, por el mar
el pasar a través de las paredes amontonadas y feas
truely
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
soy el viento que duda
cuál era él los motores dichos
melancolĂ­a, azul era
hice una pausa el marco abierto
renueve la visiĂłn del placer
escuche el mar del sonido
musing, entre la puesta del sol y la obscuridad

 



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