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grandmother poem

el prado se arrastraba
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
quién es el corredor en los cielos
oscilado en la horquilla del profundo
reservado, con reverance, en temor
pueden hablar de amor en una cabaña
amo mi vida, pero no demasiado bien
tiene usted el caminar visto a través de la aldea
oscuro-eyed
debajo de la hoja oscura del laurel
renueve la visión del placer

 



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