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Aug 2015
She is a ball of energy,
constantly releasing affection,
like a silver lining,
and a "good morning" sunshine
that makes a wooden face rise
among the ocean of faceless strangers,
independent ranger.
I need someone like her now,
but finding another is never an option.
A lone light in shivering winter,
the weather's windy,
steady, clingy.
Jowlough
Written by
Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
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