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Agustina Bozzano '21
Lucha solitaria
Atada a una flor marchita
Nubes escalando mi inconsciente
Sometida a un egocentrismo inescapable
Suelos enmarañados a mi esencia
Lucha eterna sin lógica transparente
Lonely struggle
Tied to a withered flower
Clouds climbing my unconscious
Subjected to an inescapable egocentrism
The soil tangled with my true essence
An eternal struggle without a transparent logic
This poem is about how many times we find ourselves immersed in our inner selves, suffering without being able to find a light in the path, feeling helpless because we seem to have become our own enemy. My anxiety, something I have struggled with for some time now, inspired this piece.
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