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Nov 2012
I know you cannot write something today,
for the house is the smaller mansion;
grass is the slave kind of plant
you're young and does not have pension.

and you think outer space is the last frontier,
look at your pupil, on how she answers you.
while you wait for the bus, buzzed everyday,
you analyze yet you over analyze when you pay.

as you see those vehicles have faces too,
you aren't sure who's the traitor and the true.
when the fuzz you hear is not visible in the bodies
hot flashes occur often in tropical countries.

How would you see things in different perspective,
when you're high as **** and you just stopped smoking,
when you can't relax and felt like you are skinny,
when the thin line turns dotted just when you're needy
Jowlough
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Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
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