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He fell in the lake, the native boy, who lived in island shaped like a ring An island abundant in magic fruit From trees whose roots drink from the lake He fell in the lake, the native boy who had just become a man Still young and curious He questioned who he was A boy who helped those who needed A man who stood against unfair odds A son who managed the hut with his father A friend to "she" Though he secretly loved her He fell in the lake, the native boy The lake in which the indigenous believed special that bore the fruit that granted long life that solidified the scattered ashes of the dead    into smooth blue pebbles ...that brought oblivion to those who touched a mere drop He fell in the lake, the native boy Crossing the bridge, with a flower at hand Preparing a speech to his closest friend "I've loved you for a while, I must confess" But he'd take it with him through the broken planks He fell in the lake, the native boy It pulled him to the bottom He tried to hold on to each memory But each one...forgotten He fell in the lake, the native boy
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May 12, 2011
May 12, 2011 at 11:11 PM UTC
The Red Sky: The Native Boy
He fell in the lake, the native boy, who lived in island shaped like a ring An island abundant in magic fruit From trees whose roots drink from the lake He fell in the lake, the native boy who had just become a man Still young and curious He questioned who he was A boy who helped those who needed A man who stood against unfair odds A son who managed the hut with his father A friend to "she" Though he secretly loved her He fell in the lake, the native boy The lake in which the indigenous believed special that bore the fruit that granted long life that solidified the scattered ashes of the dead    into smooth blue pebbles ...that brought oblivion to those who touched a mere drop He fell in the lake, the native boy Crossing the bridge, with a flower at hand Preparing a speech to his closest friend "I've loved you for a while, I must confess" But he'd take it with him through the broken planks He fell in the lake, the native boy It pulled him to the bottom He tried to hold on to each memory But each one...forgotten He fell in the lake, the native boy
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Filipino
May 12, 2011
May 12, 2011 at 11:11 PM UTC
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