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in #poetry7 years ago

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Rain

Abruptly the afternoon has cleared up
Because the rain is pouring down.
Fall or fall. Rain is one thing
That certainly happens in the past.

Whoever hears her falling has recovered
The time in which fortunate luck
He revealed a flower called pink
And the curious color of the colorado.

This rain that blinds the windows
It will rejoice in lost suburbs
The blacks of a vine in a certain

Courtyard that no longer exists. The wet
Late brings me the voice, the desired voice,
Of my father who returns and who has not died.