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Aug 2019
Earth – this solid mass
Eversince holds us
We’ll never escape
From its tightened ****

Water – this solvent
Makes life sufficient
Cleans and occupies
Dwindles, fall and rise

Air – this loosened gas
Fills empty areas
Allows respiration
Triggers production.

-11/27/2011
(Dumarao)
*First Incubus Collection
My Poem No. 67
Jose Radin Llorca Garduque
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Jose Radin Llorca Garduque  32/Other/Philippines
(32/Other/Philippines)   
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