how blue, how beautiful
how unrecognizable
what a good line for a poem
the sigh that blew me away
blew me forward
it sang about my tired eyelids
it sang clear about what I had done
and have become
I then finally nestled but with fear
that I am but a fiction
at seventeen, somewhere
where the faint smell of my
mother's perfume followed me
I doused myself with
the sounds of reggaeton
that reminded me of the sweet
good old days, back home
at my favorite spot
freedom used to be free
and I had memorized its bone
structure so perfectly
there is a breath that was passed on
to me, it screamed
"tonight is the night"
but it was only
enough for one gasp
this breath won't last
gasp.
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