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Mar 2019
In hopes to live an ideal life
She concealed herself in a room
A room painted with the hues of her soul
Isolated and locked for others not to see

One day this guy saw this trampled room
Wandered and aimlessly searched for it's door
He tried so hard yet he may so blind to see
The door he's searching was inside of him

But the girl knew this guy will come
The guy which may set her free
Though she hoped and dreamt for this moment to betide
Neither two of them were connected by the strings of fate
Kent Delos Reyes
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Kent Delos Reyes  25/M
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