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Supremo 160

Sa araw na ito ay gusto kitang batiin. Kahit na nung pinakita ko yung larawan mo sa mga estudyante ko dati ang sabi nila "Si Apolinario Mabini!" dahil ang akala nilang itsura mo ay yung may itak na nakapang-magsasaka.
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pensive

everyday, wanting it to rain with notions of walking barefoot on wet asphalt; lying down on a patch of wet, green grass
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Lone Wolf

It may be melancholic when you think about being lone, be fine still. Trust that the universe has it's own way of making things wonderful and amazing.
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Driving Through Time

In our haste to get to our location we routinely rocket past charming, delightful places. Sometimes we don’t even see them thanks to all the planning and work put into our highway system.
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prognosis

I trespass into the world beyond the living in this mindscape, i see him— a deep entanglement in a chasm of nothingness; faceless, he sits, he waits
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Yell

Yell is a poem written by Kevin Rein and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Stuck with Memories for the month of October Yell I used to believe I had so many reasons to stay, let my bags…

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Gray World

The flames of courage sparked in their eyes. Their hope was seen to arise and shine. They marched and began to break the ground.