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Sep 2023
A word for my ally
The seeing me, eye to eye
Out of the masses of minds
Out of all bodies, out of all kinds
Here, clasps the rarity of being found
The rest, to my ever tortured mind
A word for my ally
Supreme, magnificent, sublime
We’ll dance, we’ll fly
Sniffing coffee, battling time
Stretching limits, bending spines
A word for my ally
My morning, my divine
A poem for a painting
Tita Halaman
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Tita Halaman  26/F/Manila, PH
(26/F/Manila, PH)   
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