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Jan 2011
We have Exerted efforts, yet we got no recognition,
They showed no plans in their might’s.

Shining, yet discrimination bites off,
Your people cannot go full throttle in their flights.

Two years, I am only hiding,
though we are part of the unreeling circle as informed,

Which extends up to the core of our hungry heart,
looking for equality, to unlock the doors

waiting and waiting, to release this wicked feeling free,
We are castaways not until we seek as we hunt and flee,

as we dedicate and pursue one hundred percent,
but this Society cannot dedicate enough in return,

as we live in deep dark angst every time,
We are socially deprived and violated, oh ****** heart.

For a farewell bid will never be an issue
I am building my will, let us be, and we'll get through.
(c) Jan 4 2010 - The Mob - jcjuatco*
Jowlough
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Jowlough  South of Manila
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