The Simile Town
My hair grows like
grass,
His car is as fast as
rain,
The person is tall as a
door,
But nothing is pretty like a
cloud.
poem by Luis angel terrero
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Romance in the Cycle
Romance is magical just like
love,
Love is beautiful just like
angels,
Angels are saints just like
god,
God is a creator just like
us,
But we can find anything just like
romance.
poem by Luis angel terrero
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