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Mar 2020
I mother my sadness
and I mother my fear
I hold them in my arms
and sing to them songs of hope,
Compose for them
vocal melodies to blanket
their hurt  
Stuff a pillow full of the resilience
to to get us through the night
and safeguard us through these times
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  32/Los Angeles, CA
(32/Los Angeles, CA)   
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