Ella Mae Protacio Poems

The keys went out of tune
The strings we're all broken and tangled
The words are nonsense
And the melody started to break.
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I was sitting alone in that dark scary night,
Wondering why eagles can fly in such a height,
Do the wind love and dearly care for them so tight?
Or they are just brave enough to fly and to fight?
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Though I'm just a kid,
Though my hopes are dead,
My heart's aim will lead,
Like a real man should.
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