Poemas a la muerte
Poemas a la muerte It is dead – Find it —
Out of sound – Out of sight —
«Happy»? Which is wiser —
You, or the Wind?
«Conscious»? Won’t you ask that —
Of the low Ground?
«Homesick»? Many met it —
Even through them – This
Cannot testify —
Themself — as dumb —
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