rhelyn ledesma Poems

this place is beautiful
views are wonderful.
cold morning and its breeze,
is a beautiful morning grace
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life is a mystery
can't be eternal
life goes on by a sad and happiness
and it's end up with nothing but memories
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I want to go back those past days;
my childhood times, i used to play;
wet season where i was playing in a heavy rain;
those times recall the happiness that will never ends
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