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The Unicorn Poem and Flowers and Songs of Sorrowexcerpt from "Flowers and Songs of Sorrow" I We who enjoyed the festival of flower and song . . . We who now walk the asphalt streets Named Londres, Hamburgo, Amberes, Liverpool . . . We are beggars in rags Who look with eyes alert at Mexicans and Americans In three-piece suits and silk dresses. We remember flowers and songs. Once we were warriors and people of wisdom. We remember flowers and songs. |
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