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gothic poetry

mi madre me trenza las rosas mojadas con rocío
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
las viejas canciones
vi que usted hunched y temblando en las piedras
burly, humilde-abeja el dormitar
en la tierra silenciosa
rosas y oro
como miento cubierto adentro, defendido adentro

 



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