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Feb 2011
Where are you now?

you cannot be seen.

I am looking through,

On what has been,

the longest journey,

twisted and blurred,

sweet at the start,

but in the end, it's absurd.

Do not stare at me

nor copy my actions,

I might hurt you down,

my dearest reflection.
(c) jcjuatco - feb 4 2011  >> + / -
Jowlough
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Jowlough  South of Manila
(South of Manila)   
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   Alexandra of Old
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