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UNCERTAINTY By Amparo Jaramillo-Restrepo
Listen,
there is no room for dreaming,
for my soul
is an empty space,
immersed in solitude,
and I'm trembling
like a fleece in the storm.
Listen, there's no time for flying, for I'm plagued with doubts, and I've lost the cryptic path to my destiny. Listen, there's no time to sing, for I've lost the texture of my voice and the sound I get from my rusty flute is an ominous whistle coiled as a serpent around my heart Gone is the time to dream, to fly or to sing.
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