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They said:
 Gather wood, 
Strike the spark,
 Craft the fire you seek. But now,
With flames in my hands,
 I long for the one I lost —
The playful glow
That needed nothing 
But wonder to burn.
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Feb 19, 2025
Feb 19, 2025 at 8:14 AM UTC
"Never Losing My Childhood Flames"
They said:
 Gather wood, 
Strike the spark,
 Craft the fire you seek. But now,
With flames in my hands,
 I long for the one I lost —
The playful glow
That needed nothing 
But wonder to burn.
A poem for a painting for Art Fair Philippines 2025
TitaHalaman
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26/F/Manila, PH
Feb 19, 2025
Feb 19, 2025 at 8:14 AM UTC
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