Viva Chile

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The calm enters the soul, a humble spirit.  Thorns exposed to the ones that are illiterate to my concept... the fight of a solider never stops.  Freedom, climbing tall pine trees in the cerros of Valparaiso de chile, Free... innocence... I could see the whole world from up there.  Wow!  A fragrance of burning bark, mixed with the smell of bread, fresh out of the oven.  I look out to the sea, sit and wait for the next ship to dock.  My Mom Calls me for dinner.  A childhood lived again through my Daughters.  Viva Chile!

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