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As the northern Bear sleeps
as it reacts not when poked,
may it not be mad.
As the red sun, northern lands,
the south easts, is friend with the ..
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This is a thought about a bag that can carry a lot of things without a worry about the space inside.
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This is my very first sonnet in copping up a broken heart that I felt after having been ignored multiple times by the one I admired.
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This is a short poem in Filipino about my feelings when transferring to another university.
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This ain't April fools. Over 4 months of waiting since Abe had been gone, I am ending the chapter by closing the book of my life. Opening a new one.
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To my dearest.
Who am I to you?
Am I a fellow?
Am I a window?
Am I a fool?
Am I a lover?
Am I a joker?
Am I a stranger?
Whatever I am to you,
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To the land of love, where it may be.
To the dawn of a baby, spring of humanity.
To the thought of fantasy, clouding vanity.
And to the jar soul, w..
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This is an archived worked I posted on my Facebook account back in September 23, 2018. This is about a journey of the two dandelions who were once on ..
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My love.
How have you been. I have missed you.
How's your health going, how's your boo boo.
In health and in sickness, I will love you.
How I wish..
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This is me expressing how I feel about someone, feeling high expectations that went downhill, and expressing what I must do to stay in character.
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