From where
From the tears dropped on my bathtub
From the sweat of my dad from being in the sun
From the tears that slipped out of my moms eyes
From my brothers hugs and laughs
From my sisters “I love you’s”
From my friends phone calls and jokes
From the cumbia coming from my tia’s kitchen
From the teachers who gave me warm smiles
From my grandma’s departure from this world
From my heavy heart and cloudy mind
From the heartbreaks I’ve endured
From the music that dances in my room
From the books piled on the side of my bed
From the silent prayers said at night
From within
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