However (to my sister Shanny)
On the other hand, however, the miracle ...
While it does this crazy
cover and moves me, in my corner
coloring dreams sun.
return home, unleashed
prayer that keep my silence. I hear the anecdotes
cornered,
them as pawns in the game
have saved a thousand centuries of absence. Arrojo
as a parent our automaton at the beginning of the street.
Girls,
forty years are guarding my extreme hatred
breathed them to paint the outside walls that was my backyard.
What created world without evil and trees?
How could stay away?
note that garden every tree a country without borders guarded.
Time, useless as a hand has no label.
often write Shalom, on my chest. Rossana Arellano
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