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Aug 2014
As the hours of A.M. consumed the world, I lie awake
I stare vacuously at the space of darkness, empty, silent
what do I see? Nothing in the realm of reality
but in my universe, abundant fragments…remnants

My thoughts bullied me, escape I cannot
arduousness filled my timeline, it haunts me
it lurks, it never goes away, it keeps coming back
I stand, replenish myself, nothing changed

Wide as the light from the heavens my eyes are
I come to face a new day—defeated, devastated
failure to drown myself in slumber
what was already gone accompanied me
Ken Dimaranan
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Ken Dimaranan  Santa. Rosa Laguna
(Santa. Rosa Laguna)   
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