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Oct 2018
Tuesday years ago,
32 minutes before 5:00,
the time where the
adopted son of Calliope
caught her attention.

The moon quickly
jumped off between
the beats of a human heart,
it's vast and bright,
unusual and odd
but perfect and majestic.

Right in the core of the town,
lamps fired by
itselfΒ Β in blue flames
whilst snoozing seeds
begin to grow day by day
until a new paradise was created.

The new town was strange
- but heavenly beautiful.
Eros' formicas starts
falling in line and
waiting for the splash of the candy
in every ping-pong ticks.
Jon Jubail Aquino
Written by
Jon Jubail Aquino  36/M/Philippines
(36/M/Philippines)   
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