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Mi infancia se quedo alli, by Luis De La Fuente.
My childhood remained there, not in the classrooms nor in the galleries but into the dust clouds that climbed over the playground area. There stayed that sun, round and yellow, that brightened eternal hours, the youth of my parents and the maturity of my grandparents; there stayed my innocence, the child Jesus, and the stork that brought flying the children flying from Paris. It remained my first love and my first disillusion. My first fight it remained there, my first fear. It stayed the death of the mother of my classmate, so dear, the death of my uncle Julio; the glass marble, the electric train and the bicycle that my grandmother gave me with all of her affection; the open smile, the sincere, the confident illusion. (This can either be "illusion of confidence" or "confident illusion", depending on what you're describing) It remained the projected future of my life. It remained my childhood. It stayed there, floating among the dust clouds, in that playground.
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