Blai gonzalez Poems

Shadows, all turned in green as winter to spring.

- Fine. I'm waiting still.
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-Take care-, they said.

While I was packing for leaving
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Leaving it all and leave, to live.
Time, experiences, turing back and silence.

Now those words scape
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Ripping off clothes,

Away from prejudice,
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Every day is a daily fight.

Day may win or day may die.
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