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lost in el barrio, i saw a broken glass bottle

and lifted its fragile piece to my face

and attempt to see a reflection of me

i threw it down and the rest was shattered 

like broken dreams

perhaps it was a voice of the sky 

that injected life to my body

a cracked window, or a torn heart

 

something appeared far off 

seemed secretive, and dark at times to me

hidden by other surroundings other than my own

has lead me to be stagnant

 

awaken from deep clouded fog 

smothered of no light

its drifting presence covered my conscious mind

 

and if all of a sudden, my roots are left behind

cried out to me, place i lost my childhood

and i stopped, wandered by senseless scent

 

 

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