
You can call me a traitor or a non
patriarch one.
But I really believe that you can born in the wrong place for your soul.
Spanish from birth but I rebirth where my soul will roam.
London is my home.
Where I found my real role where I learnt to lose control.
Even with the lack of sun I become the one.
The one for me without expectations without my own culture explanations.
I blend so easily when at times I want it to hide for my own grimes.
Those grimes those dirty marks that become crimes.
Crimes in our mind without really being crimes but those limitations are past for generations.
Old situations that obscures future relations ,improve you own relation and become you home reflection of light without the mind of limitations.


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