Mar 2016
In your absence,
I have turned
sadness into longing,
longing into solitude,
and solitude into Art.
With this, I have known
what I am
missing. You.
I have turned
sadness into longing,
longing into solitude,
and solitude into Art.
With this, I have known
what I am
missing. You.
Until we meet again, dear old friend.
(Manila)
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