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May 2016
Moving in is moving on
From the past, and having faith
In now, no matter what.

I told you this pad offers a
View of the mountain at
Around five in the morning,

******* poetry as they say,
But you are the only poetry
That softens my heart hardened

By pain.

I still dream of hearing your
Laughter here, waking me up,
Making me up when things

Won't get right, when things
Have been tight. I still dream
Of having you here even if

Having you here means nothing
But leaving. Making this empty,
Again, before the dawn, back

On my own.
Jose Remillan
Written by
Jose Remillan  Makati City, Philippines
(Makati City, Philippines)   
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