When I was a child my mother took me to see the trains
That were disappearing further north to the ladybird
And to the east of the Sierra de los Ajos
I I dreamed that one day I would like to leave my house
Travel around the world
And to see life from the heights of the clouds
As the eagle sees the world in continuity
The faster I ran, the more I saw and the more I saw
the less I realized the differences between people and places
There is still love, there is still fear , there is still war
And through all this we must not lose hope
Which is what makes me return to that place where I began my journey
Symptoms
Relief
Healer
Soul of the elf's duende soul
Little birds, landslides and jicuri
Children of the earth
Stone
Sierra
Hill and mountain
These things are real for me
They talk to me and I listen

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