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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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0 votedJune 16, 20131A HOUSE IN MY IMAGINATION
I am thinking about a house. The house is kind of like a ranch house. There is a big garden around the house. Also, there are a lot of rooms in the house. There is a swimming pool outdoors. The house is going to be (I presume the house already exists?) near the creek, and there are a few places to rest in the garden. under the trees... By the way, the house can be detached. (I have no idea what you mean by "detached" here, as it means "taken apart from") Also, entertainment rooms are going to be (again, I presume they already exist) upstairs.
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