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Aug 2015
Today I heard a song
From the distant future
When I’ve been healed
By time and suture.

You told me here
To let go and hold on
As we disappeared
Into the beautiful unknown.

It sang of the endless lyrics
Of words that we’ve yet to know
And we danced to the beat of many years
Where we could only grow
Older, closer, better.

So while that future song
Has yet to be composed
I’ll be humming similar melodies
‘Til the universe draws us close.
Sam Lichauco
Written by
Sam Lichauco  MNL
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