Yo oigo mi casa llamando mi nombre
Asimismo mis queridos me llaman
Mis ojos padecen de una gran hambre
Para ver otra vez sus vistas que aman
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I wrote that poem for one of my classes down there this summer...it's about being homesick. And I just got back from the "Spanish For Heritage Speakers" class that I'm auditing, the class that I was unreasonably nervous about attending.
Turns out (of course) I love it, and it put a different spin on that poem...
I hope I can go back one day.
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