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Nov 2015
Sleep won’t
come; here in my bed
I lie. To you, saying
I don’t want us back
is setting you free. Setting us free
is putting my heart in chain. What you want,
it is something I cannot give. You
should be sleeping soundly
now; my time should come
but sleep won’t.
Aron L Garchitorena
Written by
Aron L Garchitorena  Manila
(Manila)   
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