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Jan 2014
She was lost in East L.A.
She was told she could be found
That she’d feel something profound
Once she walked over the streets
Once she would smell, touch and hear
Once she read the signs
Admired the murals
And entered each Laundromat.
Xuanito de la Puente
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Xuanito de la Puente  Las Vegas
(Las Vegas)   
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