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( votes)Pluma y Papel
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de José A. Gómez
Se deslizaba la pluma en el papel
describiendo tu belleza.
No hubo puntos,
menos comas.
Porque en una oración
se expresaba el sentimiento.
De lo bella que tu eres.
De lo feliz que me siento.
Jose A Gomez
SEPTEMBER 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why I write? I can give you thousands of reasons but nonetheless it's a desire to chat, and share my thoughts with you; ideas and motives that can make us discern, and help us comprehend why things are so. Should we be in accordance or not, I've met my goal which is to make you think.
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