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May 2014
Is it just the fluorescence behind you...
or you seemed to glow in glee
while discussing the play's flow?

I do not know if time went slower
but everything around you froze;
when your eyes locked me into a stare, and I... flare.

Is it not our classroom too dingy and dark,
thanks to your sparkle, though 'cos
my warm days there weren't a dully dull.
Denise Nacnac
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Denise Nacnac  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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