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Nov 2018
and the face
that reminded her
of what loss was,
arose in full circle.
the light shone on
what the darkness kept
hidden: the dead
bodies of little furry animals;
all the white rabbits
(as if pulled out from that magical hat)
appeared, surrounding her.
first two lines had been the exact words i remembered from some dream. the rest is a recollection of the gist of the longer poem.
Paolo D Cristobal
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Paolo D Cristobal  33/M/Marilao, Bulacan
(33/M/Marilao, Bulacan)   
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