October 16, 2020
Circa: 20 years ago
Back when I was, a very....young..... sweet.... child....., I used to remember... and still haven't forgotten the name called "Ermamae".
"Ermamae"
the girl with a brown caramel twisted macaroni hair.
She had a freckle in her white face,
She was short and a little bit chubby,
White skin "mestizas".
"The sweet apple coated in caramel, how I art defined her in my 'eyes' "
I chase her in a plain green hill,
I shouted, "ERMAMAE" "ERMAMAE" "ERMAMAE" .Since then I don't remember the sequel of the event.
Nothing much about her, but somehow her lucent image will never be swallowed in oblivion in my mind,
for her memorabilia between me to her is a mystery that I can never decipher.
FIN!
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The "Eye" I
RandomA documentary story of what the eye see during the days in his past, present and future.
