poetry
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sometimes words wound sometimes silence stings
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glimpses into the could have beens will nots or taste of our parallel lives.
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The goal and distraction will equally fight for your attention.
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Ate dinner with a side of poetry conversed with the ideas on the page full from the words and food on my plate
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Slowly starting Saturday with soulful sounds sipping Café Bustelo and a side of singing
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His love is smooth like the sun dipping into the ocean during a sunset
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your life is your canvas, slowly create your masterpiece
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Fly away baby bird from the comfort of your nest.
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A dream is your Third eye’s messenger.
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Entre latidos y tus labios te conocí
Yesenia Guerra 