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Jun 2016
He entered our window
On his chariot, gold
Crashing the balloons
Left by a Sunday celebration,
My nephew’s 1st birthday
Last Sunday, yes, last Sunday
When all of us orbited
The sun
On an evening
Until 10:30, post meridiem.
Bryan Amerila
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Bryan Amerila  Makati City, Philippines
(Makati City, Philippines)   
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