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MARTI'S II

I wanna see you, don't know why
my belly's in storm, can't understand why
you stood on a firm ground
don't know why you flew so high
it never faded, perhaps you were satiated
with merits and concrete regards
you're swimming deeply in my mind
don't ask me why


By: Maya Guzman Santos
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