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Oct 2013
I remember cobblestone streets
And dusted sidewalks,
The cracks of a whip
Breaking open a stone:
Water spilling over—
Bitter and thin.
Who are we to be fathers, mothers...
Jedd Ong
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Jedd Ong
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