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´´And I thank you,
for bringing me here,
for showing me home,
for singing these tears,
finally I found that I belong.
Feels like home.
I should've known from the first breath´´
´´Quietly while you were asleep,
The moon and I were talking
I asked that she'd always keep you protected,
She promised you her light that you so gracefully carry,
You bring your light and shine like morning´´
By Leonor Hormaechea Alvarez
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