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Dec 2016
Two days before the year end
Two years ago you're wounded
Three hours of healing with hard drinks
and one whole day of starving
back then.
It hits you fast
and back thrice.
Isn't it good.
To see you two days from now
getting ready for another rough year,
holding words;
holy mother of all cats
I survived.
Ericka Bernardino
Written by
Ericka Bernardino  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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   mickey finn and Doug Potter
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