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Jun 2022
Lighting up as she puffs the haze
To soothe the grief through her magic ways
How come do you need? While I don’t
Your killer glow stick, your healing zone?

The hurt that lives, between your lips
The smoke that bursts, in your mouth, I’d kiss
Truly some things fetching are beyond control
Go share me pain, go build your wall
To smash and break, then and there
To suffer is an option, we’re both aware
So I’ll pause, I’ll hear, I’ll stare
And I’ll move on
Tita Halaman
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Tita Halaman  26/F/Manila, PH
(26/F/Manila, PH)   
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