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Aug 2018
Look at her,
she's remembering when she was native,
when she was Spain,
when she was Mexico
There she is now,
fondly thinking of her future;
the one where she falls into the sea.
Written by
Kathleen  F/United States
(F/United States)   
   n stiles carmona
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