to reminisce is not to surrender
to the past
and be defeated
it is to indulge
in what you had been with the people
you loved
and who loved you truly in the past
they are the everlasting flowers
from Baguio
that you put in your altar
to make your prayers warmer
so that the morning in its coldness
may also be delighted
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