I collect lives. Every life is a language.
I travel, state to state, white to black.
I collect a story, one that I've read while still a kid.
Translated into so many languages
I don't understand:
knots and lines, strokes and hieroglyphs.
When I stay a life, I learn
and try their tongue:
¿Tiene ésta camisa en verdo, por favor?
whenever I go shopping, things like that.
I take it seriously,
it's not just another thing you'd put on a shelf.
It has deeper meaning, so I'm thankful:
Muchas gracias.
You are the story of my life.
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