MY STORY
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by Marta Cuellar, December 2003
When I was born in a sweet dream
I did not know anything about life,
Just I always tried to take out the barriers
Nobody cares; I have to do it by myself.
Once I could leave my past
I started to live the present and the reality
Nothing could be like in my ancient palace,
That time my hope was just to learn to fly.
I waited many years for my dream to come true,
Always trying to keep my dream in my heart
Until the sky without believing I flew
Within my fear, I though that world was a work of art.
Now I am in another kind of dream, this is what I wanted,
My new view of world and life and are different
Now I know how before I behaved,
My life might not be the same. Today my soul is not transparent.
I know what I want, and I try to be mature,
And sometimes I can not leave my little child, I wonder why
I walk with everything around nature
When I open my eyes I can see many difference and I start to cry.
I am far away from my world, living other kinds of things
The storms falls over this confused heart of mine
When I see the inhabitants of this world "happy" like kings
When in the universe there are stars that can not yet shine.
My wish is not to be part of these,
Either to shine more than the sun or any star
I would like to change my world that now I miss,
And start a new sweet dream together, is not too far.
'New Hope from the North'