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Mar 2019
I don’t think I need anybody anymore
Whatever the consequences
The locks are fine whoever is outside my doors.
I’ve crossed the rivers now and I’ve seen it all,
I know what I wanted
This is my direction and the shots I call.
Today I will turn on the safety
I’ve missed this feeling called “hiding”
Tonight I have capped it off,
I don’t trust anyone’s image portraying.
I’m tired of hearing hearsay
I am glad getting off the grid
Well that’s what she said
As I watch her die and bleed.
Jowlough
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Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
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