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La Faba - 2017
After the Meseta,
after the heat,
after the stones.
The green hills
the shady paths
the views.
The way is rocky and steep.
Don’t stumble,
keep your balance and
Breathe.
Peace around you.
And then there it is – La Faba.
I have arrived
And part of me will never leave.
Tuesday 22nd February 2022 7:26 am
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