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Mar 2016
And so, I've been told,
Why keep doing it?
Why keep saying these things?
But the problem is,
They created an idea,
High in a pedestal
You can't even reach.
Live with it.
Defend it.
No worries,
I cloak my anxiety --
With indifference and reserved chatter.
Allan Pangilinan
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Allan Pangilinan  29/M/Philippines
(29/M/Philippines)   
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