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Mar 2014
Part I:*  *Caught in the eye of the...
The entrée of the storm and its' cyclonic winds,
have created a whirlwind of thoughts.
Because while the rain whips vehemently against ground
Life will be remembered as fragile, short and slippery.

The day, the beginning; the night, the end.
The storm is the only one that can take place
At both time points.
The storm has been from the beginning and will be until the end.

True to our love,
With her life began, and with it life will end.

Part II:  Calm after the...
Oh, dear friend, where are you?
For in this darkness that I lay,
I can no longer find you.

Oh, sweet Song of Storms
When shall you play in the atmosphere?
With your enticing melody, and beautiful sounds,
That break all the norms.

The storm ravages throughout the cities
That mankind has forsaken.
Rivers of endless chaos, destruction and
Despair…

And in the blink of an eye, the batting of a wing,
And a young maiden falling in love,
Everything is washed away by the beautiful storm.
So uhh... I tried something new. Wrote two poems, first one in spanish and second one in english, but I realized they kinda went together in a sorta time-skip way.
Carlos Molina
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Carlos Molina  Tegucigalpa
(Tegucigalpa)   
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   Arantxa Bonilla
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