preservation
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I would visit the nature preserve on a sweet summer day,
Sun beating down on my latina skin,
With the breeze whistling through my hair,
And through my dark eyes I saw bright, wondrous images.
Come,
Sit down and view my world
Let me take you in
They say my name
As if it is I that should be ashamed.
And yet, I win another battle
They say when you want something,
You’ll do anything to get it.
They say if you try hard enough,
You are bound to get it.
Hide hide hide
I would say
Hide what you love about yourself
and put it away
They try and hurt you
everyday
so hide hide
put your true self away
And that way
They'll never