HAIKU
Open wings,
fly out of this
prison, and live.
Celia 4 º A
Microstories
The day dawns calm. home The mirror reflects your smile. He is not and your fears disappear per minute. The freedom to live and fill your mind and fly to the output of that black tunnel of this deep hole, in this bitter life you live. Fast! back to reality: he has come home.
Alfonso 2 º C
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