I was born in an empty family
Grew up with some of the things wearily
Together with the number of three
My father, eldest daughter
Living in a comfort barrio
Up down the feet of a mount's logo
Gladly fell in love with nature
And keep it silently down free.
There my eyes came up
with the unstoppable fall I have
Seemingly cruel but allegorically
Not a duel
That is what adolescents much feel
Things pop up and show the entirety
I wonder what and why
Though my world craves to be one alike
Thanks to someone who always drags me to safe
Here I am standing and remembering
Trying not to picture out what was happening
Avoiding from stumbling and falling
But
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