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Feb 2017
As I lay alone
at the edge of a blue covered bed,
two index finger dancing in the air
I can see around me,
there's a thing
who finds a way
how can I see myself
surrounding with delicate flourish flowers.
Ericka Bernardino
Written by
Ericka Bernardino  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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