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Fragments of a Lucid Dream: Dreaming with an AF

We were young and Ateneo was the only place

we ever wanted to go to.

Even though most of our time were spent in class,

and most of our classes were spent in that huge classroom

called Ateneo Avenue,

and most of our theories were declared on that enormous rostrom

called Four Pillars.

We were young and Ateneo was the only place

we ever wanted to go to.

We are old and Ateneo is the only place

we ever want to go to.

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Nov 30, 2010
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