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hielo para las águilas

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          aún recuerdo los caballos
       bajo la luna

       aún recuerdo dar a los caballos

       azúcar   
       blancos rectángulos de azúcar

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ice for the eagles

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I keep remembering the horses
under the moon

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I keep remembering feeding the horses

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sugar
white oblongs of sugar

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more like ice,
and they had heads like
eagles
bald heads that could bite and
did not.
The horses were more real than
my father

more real than God
and they could have stepped on my
feet
but they didn’t

they could have done all kinds of horrors

but they didn’t.
I was almost 5
but I have not forgotten yet;
o my god they were strong and good
those red tongues slobbering
out of their souls

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