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Feb 2016
The Civil Wars was on,
And I remembered them heroes.
They danced at the end of love.
Cerulean and crimson circulated.
Excitement; not fear.
Then I saw them bright.
Buildings. Varying.
Length. Everything.
They do know.
For those who understand;
They do understand.
Looked at the moon.
Clouds by passed.
The moon's still there.
Everything is.
You were here.
Even if I haven't met you.
Wrote this while up'd and down'd.
Allan Pangilinan
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Allan Pangilinan  29/M/Philippines
(29/M/Philippines)   
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