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Deysi's Project

We sometimes come by earth

sometimes by air

Our eyes swollen from tears

Trying our best to push out our fears

We think about family were leaving behind We think about the dreams were trying to find Feeling sorrow, but our minds far from hollow Filled with hope, that's the fuel that runs the globe

Esperanza, lo que llena a cada humano

-Deysi

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