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Aug 2014
I am a kid who
Is as innocent as when I sleep
I don’t have a sister
Or a brother to call my own.

With my father I’m used to go
On road trips and even on seas deep
My smiles along couldn’t waiver
Til evening came, til morning dawn.

With my mother I used to do
Play with her, with my cousin I dance and skip
Though exhausted, sleep would always be later
In the depth of the night just after I yawn.
Krezeyyyy
Written by
Krezeyyyy  22/F/Cebu, PH
(22/F/Cebu, PH)   
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   Sam Po
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