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river run like a song. watch the joy leak from the wells in your eyes, and let it spill over like ink and write the pages of your story in the history books of heaven: oh, you will be remembered. you will be remembered. an amalgamation of all the blood that runs through you: the pasig, the yangtze, the pacific, the sewers of manila, john the baptist's, tracing down your cheeks and down your throat and slowly you begin to choke: the saltwater sticks to your throat. you do nothing but breathe, breathe slowly and try not to choke but slowly swallow the birthrights that remain river run, river run and remember where you came from.
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 8:50 AM UTC
river run, river run
river run like a song. watch the joy leak from the wells in your eyes, and let it spill over like ink and write the pages of your story in the history books of heaven: oh, you will be remembered. you will be remembered. an amalgamation of all the blood that runs through you: the pasig, the yangtze, the pacific, the sewers of manila, john the baptist's, tracing down your cheeks and down your throat and slowly you begin to choke: the saltwater sticks to your throat. you do nothing but breathe, breathe slowly and try not to choke but slowly swallow the birthrights that remain river run, river run and remember where you came from.
Too many essays on home.
jedd-ong
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 8:50 AM UTC
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