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Nov 2015
You’ve stood your ground all your life,
You’ve dug graves that goes too deep.
A momentary bow from the fight,
In order for yourself to keep.

What little of what remains,
Visions, faith and hope,
They shall remain in the veins,
But now they need to cope.

You’ll never die for reasons you wouldn’t know,
Yours will remain intact even after the glow.
Let the initial curtains bow low,
You’re in it for an even better sequel of the show.
Allan Pangilinan
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Allan Pangilinan  29/M/Philippines
(29/M/Philippines)   
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