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Eternal Pain, the endless days
Her beautifully wrinkled skin
She's like an angel living among the dead
A privilige to see her stainless silver hair

We've fallen from grace
to let our elders suffer in space
The shameless faces walk by
in the boulevard of lost minds

Her disguize is the outcome of earthly time
Priceless memories and golden experiences
We should all realize the need of love
Instead of buying new flashy gold

Her aged diamond eyes
Are more precious than any treasure on earth
Whatever the world brings while it spins
Our elders and children are the most precious jewels

Dedicated to Abuela