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Feb 2018
Night, daunting;
Screaming souls,
Tainted innocence,
Hunting down.

Curfew, till last
The clock's hands
Wave goodbye
Tonight.

Even the sun
Is afraid
Of the night
It hides behind
The mountains
Night, daunting.
Rosà
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Rosà  17/F/Tubod Minglanilla Cebu
(17/F/Tubod Minglanilla Cebu)   
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