cristobal Benjumea

Freshman - 893 Points (190865 / jersey)

The Language Of Our Bodies When They Entwine Reveall New Dimensions - Poem by cristobal Benjumea

The joy your body gives me fills me without beig able to overflow

i dragg myself apendix of the heart

history is made

in the green garden full of roses and violets

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013


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