Watching The Temples Poem by RIC BASTASA

Watching The Temples



these temples are build so high
their tips wanting to reach the sky
like what the heads of our dreams
are made of
for what is life without any dream anymore?
what is a life without any aspirations?

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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