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Hiraya Manawari
Tarlac, Philippines    maging malaya, kasama ka / carpe diem / ad meliora
26/F/Philippines    I am brave.✨ My weapon is my heart and my pen. The ink is my existence. ♥️

Poems

Ken Pepiton Apr 2019
Trailblazer learner auf all that may be
spoken, the awar...

wind sound wound clocks
wind down...
Not Spelchek, her viral redit kids
infect us, no, they never run down,
they invest us as
Flavius Josephus invested his story
as Rome invested Jerusalem

the true histerical history
approach leads to riddle liddle
kurioish timerish

triptrap thingys,

witty inventions. Who imagined these?

Take A. I.
AI or Al or ah,

beware beveraware
the missin' aitches an' gees andees.

it sets the tone. light
hearted

may be
it's a trick, you never saw, but

we've been here, you and I,
dear reader imaginin' in me

---
every word written on the internet
is now in the blind's kindest voice
choice award since the very
beginning of robotic

readers, like you, dear spelchek,
refugee from Tolstoryer's

idle word pile,
though ye be.May your children rule as
flexibly as thee.
gitem whenthey hot.
Toxic yeti Nov 2018
The young lady was not afraid
Of the judging people
She shaved her head
And dressed as a nun
Couples with the Yeti
Her skillled lover
He was aroused and confused at the sight
Of her new look.
She kisses him
As awar to reassure him that it was her
And not a stranger.
She couples with the yeti
Having her way with him.
He realized it was his lover.
The gently kiss
And she take him to the poppy field
In the poppy field the young lady plucks two poppies
One behind her ear and one behind his.
There they kneel and kiss.