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Straight face, curved back
Deep breath in, and out again
That little blue dot on the wall has my attention
I squat down with the weight heavy on my shoulders;
Do you remember that smile?
When my words jumped a mile a minute and I didn’t have to think before I said a thing
Do you remember madre?
How every day I would sing the same song?
Don’t you remember?
