writing
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At the stop, waiting People coming and going Envying the cars ******************************************** In the heights of life City viewing paradise Diversity park
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words won’t let me rest, feeling caught in my chest Finding pens, writing lines and rhymes thinking in sound Stumbling upon beauty where there’s usually none found Painting with words about creations the universe has done Poetry breathes life Insight to the world a soul’s way of fun
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On an August afternoon you played that familiar doo wop tune Stalling, foreseeing the labyrinth ahead, deciding to swim in sound instead Finding a glow a pearl, hidden treasure built from the world’s pressure Every night dream visions, seeing and holding you in them Child of the moon I’ll be patiently…
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Flower war my name for those who can’t speak Español Peruana roots developed in American ground Spanglish is my sound Bonita flor growing under Inti sol one taste of mi amor Leaves to crave more Delicate y calmada Until mistreated then You can drown In Mar Brava Only truths to be…
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My pen loves the skies Blue backdrop Hope on the rise Puffy pillow clouds Avocado egg Creamy, on whole wheat delight Caramel coffee
Yesenia Guerra 