Mexico Lindo crowds my soul
A land where colors rule the day.
Its people have small hope or goal.
With poker face life’s cards they play.
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Mexico! I've crossed the border with you, so many emotions, so many experiences bombarding my senses, the sound of the guitar, the smell of spices, the taste of chorizos smoking, the spikes of barbed wire on my skin, and the sadness and hopelessness in people's expressions and actions, bittersweet experience, such imagery, such skill, Liilia!
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Mexico! I've crossed the border with you, so many emotions, so many experiences bombarding my senses, the sound of the guitar, the smell of spices, the taste of chorizos smoking, the spikes of barbed wire on my skin, and the sadness and hopelessness in people's expressions and actions, bittersweet experience, such imagery, such skill, Liilia!