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Memories and solid things
If I could weave the memories of you in a giant blanket
The night sky would appear
Or maybe the streets of that one city in Central America
The unspoken words caught in a language barrier
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Crush
Sometimes it's hard to write poetry
It's almost like the words get stuck
in the folds of my mind before they reach the paper
Or maybe I just can't describe
memory
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Homestay in San Juan La Laguna
As I’m writing this I’m lying in bed in Nuevo Horizonte. A small jungle town in the north of Guatemala where around 100 people live and work together. Recently (a day ago) we wrapped up our time in San Juan La Laguna with our homestay family’s.
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It's Time
Honestly, it’s hard to believe that as I’m writing this, lounging here in a big bus (treat from Iteam), I’m completing four weeks in Guatemala. I had no idea I would be able to do this trip. My brain was full of fears.
Loves
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I Am Beautiful
I’ve been told I’m not worth it
Am I really going to listen to the words of
Monsters who can’t see that I’m a human
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