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Artist: Hugo Pinheiro
Canonical path: /hugo-pinheiro/pocket-poetry-no-2-hijo-iv-epilogo
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Pocket Poetry no. 2 Hijo - IV. Epílogo
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Pocket Poetry no. 2 Hijo - IV. Epílogo
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La madre huele el traje militar
Huele el olor de dulces recuerdos
La madre herida mira la colina sentada en su silla mecedora
E llora recordando su hijo
La madre herida huele la camisa
Mi hijo, mi hijo
Mirando la colina amarilla de trigo y girasoles
El viento sopla tu olor
Mi hijo, ¡iré a buscarte!
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Yes. The related section below points to Chama Ardente (part. Amanda Aparicio) and Pocket Poetry No. 1 - I. Youth with a short reason for opening each page next.
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