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Feb 2019
Busy streets, Noisy sirens
People rushing, dreams dying
A life of passion and perfection,
where did it go?

Fallen into an endless pit,
The world has swallowed
a young man's hope. To survive,
he merely livesΒ Β to live.

But in between the anxiety
and weariness, whispered a still
small voice saying, "Rest in Me,"
in the mundane and in the unexpected.

He knew then that it's in these short gasps,
and fleeting seconds of idleness
that he found rest, and that was enough
for him to press on and continue.
Kd Pascual
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Kd Pascual  24/F/MNL, PH
(24/F/MNL, PH)   
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