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In the sunlight
drenched in rain
and the rain
enlightened in sunlight
on a Thursday afternoon
in a summer maybe ?
That’s when you stole my heart
at daylight rain .
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BINABASA MO ANG
into her phenakistoscope
Poetry«« when her life was at a halt , an illusion of motion was created and in her dreamlike state , her reality and her imagination met and gave her a blurred vision , her phantasmagoria took birth where her soul saw dreams of a...
