Didith Marcelo (January 1,1989 / Phillippines)
Undefine the futility
Dream which came..
Sometimes I asked myself,
Where are the matches,
That so called I was satisfied.
Labile is always up,
Like a turbulent quote.
It is not vital, but it insists.
Annoying, time sometimes running regrets.
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