carlo sangutan Poems
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At first, I was afraid to make things,
For my mind was tied with strings,
Covered with dark clouds a storm brings,
And nega thoughts that burdened birds’ wings.
I was alone with only one dime,
Not expecting someone’ll approach one time,
It was great as the sun started to climb,
My miserable soul then showed up from slime.
We became close as time passed by,
Doing activities to be try and try,
Giving our best, forever didn’t die,
And swore each other, “Never say goodbye.”
There came an instance of division,
Two groups were needed for ...