La Llorona from Cocula
I lift my head easy to see
A beauty looking right at me.
Smiled and I returned to doing,
I focus more on my canoeing.
I shot straight up hearing the cry.
"Oh my Children", pierced even the sky.
La llorona searches the river.
She calls out for all to quiver.
With babies drowned and can't be found.
She keeps looking and sticks around.
I don't think I can handle this.
leave or get stuck in the abyss.
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