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The Marvellous Abode of The Two Worlds – Heavenly Honduras

The Marvellous Abode of The Two Worlds – Heavenly Honduras

Marianna Morel
Honduras

I’ve always questioned myself. What is Honduras for me? Is it the land that has witnessed how I thrived, even if we didn’t flourish together? Perhaps, the nation that has fought for peace, even when weapons where conveyed into children’s mind. Or probably the country that has attempted to be my household, even when my dreads were within.

The Unpleasant Truths

And I still question myself, what does Honduras is for me? And abutted truths, thoughts encroached me. It could be the vast green lawns cared by wholesome peasants that each day grows plants of distinctive tones, joined by love and appeasement carried in their hearts. Possibly, it could be the hundreds of stacked rocks that formed the unspeakable Ruinas de Copan. Or also, the power of the “mobs”, who without fear, fight against hatred and injustice in the centre of Tegucigalpa.

The Blue Stars

honduras flag
honduras flag
honduras flag

Honduras is the vast white heaven, embellished with blue stars in its middle. Honduras is the children of the ghetto, forgotten by the wealth gap. Honduras is the country of the outcats, led by the insiders.

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You are for me, the abode where the two worlds collide.

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You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

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You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

You, my dearest Honduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. You, my dearest Hnduras, you are the most comforting hell. That place from where we all want to flee, but nobody wants to leave behind. You… My Fidus Achates, my plumbless sorrow, you mean to me the sempiternal proof that paradise and underworld legitly exist in our ground. 

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