I feel like I saw my dad in my dreams last night. But I can't really remember.
I had a dream a couple of days ago. I was in El Salvador and I asked to go see his room, his drawings, his photos, his possessions. He was gone in my dream too.
But I think last night I saw his belly. His Buddha belly. I'm not sure.
I miss you, papi.
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