Cuando me llamo a mí

No sabía dónde estaba mi casa
cada habitación en la que entré,
me llamaron por un nombre diferente
cuando me llamo a mí
para volver a mí,
uso solo un nombre:
libertad

sublimecourage

September 23, 2022

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