Hello, dear Steemians!...
Very good afternoon, today I leave you a Poem to reflect.
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Modified: With the Paint Program.
The Tree Talks to the Child.
I was born little like you
little by little I grew up
I give you food,
I give you my shadow,
I'll give you a coat.
Don't destroy me.
take care of my nests
don't hurt me.
I'm alive:
I feel, I suffer,
I have a soul
like yours.
Paulita Ortiz de González.
Rondas – Caripe 1.981
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