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Autobiografía Literaria

Cuando era niño
jugaba con mis cosas en un
rincón del patio
completamente solo.

Odiaba las muñecas y los
juegos, los animales
eran hostiles y los pájaros
escapaban volando.
Si alguien me buscaba
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This is a translation of the poem Autobiographia Literaria by Frank O'Hara
Monday, February 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,translation
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