Ada Quiñonez

Water

I’m frozen

It’s really cold

I’m packed with everything 

I feel like I’m moving

I’m water again

I move around

I’m free

Suddenly I’m sucked into some pipes

Days later, in the dark, I’m poured out

It’s really hot

I’m in a shower

I can’t take it anymore

I evaporate

The cycle of my life starts again

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