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Rítmica, lenta, se desliza el alba
Silenciosamente llega, donde, desvelada estoy,
Alumbra mi lecho, desolado y triste
Y el ayer pasado, lo convierte en hoy.
What Is Poetry?
Words playfully gathered
To depict the inner-most sensitivity
Of a feeling, of a struggle;
At the light of the Truth.
Why Me?
Lifelong coddled by love, care, and guidance
Protected by angels of merciful power
To keep my walk straight,
My sight high in heaven,

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