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mother daughter poem

debajo de mi ventana en una calle de la ciudad
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
vivido por la orilla
hay uno que ese i amó una vez tanto
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
me pregunto a veces si es realmente verdad
mi alma va revestida en cosas magníficas
en su tienda guardada
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro
melancolía, azul era
el amo de destinos humanos es yo
con los ojos mansos, marrones
ella dijo

 



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