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Dec 2016
Today, I heard the wind
whispering on my ear,
"No matter how far
You wander, and get lost.
Please don't forget,
That I am waiting here,
Because you're my home."

And it was sealed with a kiss,
slowly penetrating my lips.
Rowena Pagao
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Rowena Pagao
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   Sebastian Macias
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