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"rostrom" poems
We were young and Ateneo was the only place we ever wanted to go to. Even though most of our time were spent in class, and most of our classes were spent in that huge classroom called Ateneo Avenue, and most of our theories were declared on that enormous rostrom called Four Pillars. We were young and Ateneo was the only place we ever wanted to go to. We are old and Ateneo is the only place we ever want to go to.
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Nov 30, 2010
Nov 30, 2010 at 10:07 PM UTC
Fragments of a Lucid Dream: Dreaming with an AF