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by Joshua Vasquez Butawan [scythe]

2005-10-30  |     | 



I opened my hands
Under the fierce rain
Catching every drops
Like the pearl tears
Of my mother dear.

I walked through my room
While I looked over
My rare collections
Thinking if it is really I?
The image in the mirror.

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