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Dec 2018
there's a house with a big red door
inside I saw a terrified boy
big bushy hair, wearing a shirt with a hole
then i tried to peek at the boy's soul

looking at him
putting an emotionless face
staring at his eyes
showing a weeping gaze

but then I turned back
and there was no red door
then suddenly the boy
wasn't in front of me anymore

finally it hit me I thought
I was going crazy
there was no house with big red door
it was just me

reminiscing my old self before
Bruce Gil
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Bruce Gil  Philippines
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