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Thoughts within the Landslide
The soil that I worked with
the land that I tilled
the land that I tended
embraced me today
sudden and swift
it gave me no time to say goodbye
Within its all engulfing warmth
I grow faint….
I wish for a last look at the blue sky
To feel the wind blow into my face
I wish for a last smell of perfume
from bunches of lilacs
in my beloved’s garden
I hope to embrace my mother
Kiss my lost boy
In the other side
Hail Mary, Full of Grace…..
the land that I tilled
the land that I tended
embraced me today
sudden and swift
it gave me no time to say goodbye
Within its all engulfing warmth
I grow faint….
I wish for a last look at the blue sky
To feel the wind blow into my face
I wish for a last smell of perfume
from bunches of lilacs
in my beloved’s garden
I hope to embrace my mother
Kiss my lost boy
In the other side
Hail Mary, Full of Grace…..
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