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8/7/2019 In Search of a Song Volume 290

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Amalfi l~C ~ruz ~~~t,..........w.,.,w,_y."w~_ .,.._w.,.y., ._ . ~ 1Richard SpiegelBarbara Fishercodirectors

Thomas Perryadminstrative assistant

Ofelia Rodriguez GoldsteinTeacher

P9II, Center for Continuing EducationPregnant and Parenting Student Services

Marie TorchiaPrincipal

Stephen E. PhillipsSuperimenden t

1997 Ten Penny Playerswith funding support fromthe NY State Council on the Arts


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HoyEnDiaHoy en dia me siento como una palomasola ala que a nadie importa.Nadie pregunta como estoy,que me due1e,que me hace falta.Hayen dia me siento deprirnidaal no ser ariorada por aquel arnorque hace afios que paso,que pena que todo aquellose olvid6.

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MY SPACEI miss my space.Guilt stands by mewhen he needs me.Though I love himI wish he'd noticeI miss myself.

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STRESSHow canI handle lifewhen stress is always by my sidedo you worrydo you carecan't you see the painI'm in.

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MATEMATICASMaldita sea la hora queinveritaron 1 0 que se llamaMatematica.Numeros aqui y aliaconfusion.division, multiplicaci6n,resta, suma.Perc 10 mas que me molestaes que siempre esta en todas partes,hasta en mis suefios aparece la maldita.

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MAMA SAIDMy mother always told me,"Get home early after schoolDon It hang around. 11But I lovedHanging aroundSo I didn't listen.My mother always said,"There are rules in this house_ ..Which everyone must follow,"But I forgot to do so.My mother often said,"Don't show your legs too muchBecause you won't get respect."But my legs always managedTo come outside to breathe freely.My mother always said,"Don't you dare get an IF'Because if you do\Vhen you come home

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MY FEARSI am afraid of fallingAnd not being able to get up to survive.I am afraid of failingOf not doing rightLike animals do for their babies.I am afraid I mightNever learn the skills I need to learn.I am afraid of lookingAnd not seeing nor recognizingWhat 1 should see.I am afraid to sleepAnd not ever wake up again.I am afraid of cryingAnd no one would care to know why.I am afraid of hatingThe way most enemies do.I am afraid I'll be forgottenLike so many people are.I am afraid of dying youngBefore my babies grow old.I am afraid to loveAnd never be loved backBut most of allI am afraid this fearWiU corrupt ali of my thoughts.

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WHERE DID MY TEEN YEARS GODamn tirednessTo some it appears as lazinessBut it is not,It is the tirednessOf a youth who becameA woman before her timeAnd never enjoyed it.Perhaps she chose itOr better yetHad to admit itWhen it happened.

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MIS DOS AMORESMis Bebes siempre seran mis hijosSon la ala.rma de mi amanecerEI pafiuelo que seca mis lagrirnasMi espiritu despierta al1adoDe la inocencia.Cuando me siento debilElios son mis fuerzasMis hijos de mandanLa mananaSe bane en el zumoDe gardeniasY traiga su perfume a mi alma.Por elios curnplire mi meta.Por elios ba tallare la vida.

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DEAR SANTA

Thank you for the wonderful thingsYou brought me last year.This year I won't ask for muchJust love and peace and joyFor everyone.

Material things please leave behind.Iust want a real ChristmasTo rememberIn my life.

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SPECIAL MONTHSJune andJulyAre special months.First day of each monthJoy came aroundIt knocked at my doorPhysically painfulBut full of happiness.They brought smilesDreams tooTwo months like no otherFor they made me a mother.

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