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mother daughter poem

oí el viento todo el dia
las naves están mintiendo en la bahía
suavemente llorando
vea, ellos vuelven
poca puerta fue alcanzada en el último
pasado implacable del thou
tengo gusto de ella
usted piensa, mi muchacho, cuando pongo mis brazos alrededor de usted
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
todo mi amor para mi dulce
dice de buenas viejas épocas
con rojo de la sangre de los labios y el corazón de la piedra

 



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