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By Armando Ortiz

I want to return to my youth

where I saw untouched landscapes

and from my youth to that imagination

where parking lots were dense forests.

Will I play with diecast cars?

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I want to go back to that mind

that saw the Yosemite valley

and from that mind to the eyes

that see the coast expand before me.

Will talking sea-lions and coyotes be there?

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With every blink of the eyes

I'm transported to that collective memory

in the eternal conception of time.

Will the sky be as blue as it is today?

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I want to be in the land of stone and water

and return to a world forever remembered

crashing waves and misty fog greeting me

seagulls and warblers talking to each other.

Will those sounds be there?

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