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sayrawho: "Una tristeza en mi corazón como piedra. Y siempre mi locura nocturna que sale como murciélagos..." | a poem by Sandra Cisneros
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sayrawho: Llorona de un campo lirio.
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sayrawho: Me quitarán de quererte, llorona; pero de olvidarte, nunca.
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sayrawho: Despedida.
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sayrawho: Silencio.
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sayrawho: Unusual friendships.
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sayrawho: Tempestades.
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sayrawho: Madre.
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sayrawho: Madre.
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sayrawho: And wash your swollen feet.
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sayrawho: Leaving me stranded all in love on my own. Do you think of me... Where am I now? Oh baby, where do I sleep...?
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sayrawho: Ayer me dijo un ave.
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sayrawho: Ayer me dijo un ave.
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sayrawho: Ayer me dijo un ave.
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sayrawho: Ayer me dijo un ave.
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sayrawho: Loving you isn't right, it's original sin.
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