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It was not like any other night, that rainy night in June when I saw you. It was 9 pm. It was darker that the usual rainy nights I’ve encountered in my 25 years of existence. The rain can’t seem to stop from spilling its cold and harsh wetness from where we were standing. We we’re in a dilapidated waiting shed. Waters were leaking everywhere. The roof with all of its holes keeps dropping stinging cold water to people who just want to find shelter from the bad weather. Even the walls can’t fight the harsh winds that blow coldness to everyone in that long forgotten shed.

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Pamamaalam

Hindi na kita iibigin
Pagod na rin kasi akong ipilit
Sarili ko sa’yo at itong damdamin
Kung hindi naman kayang magsukli
Ng isang pusong batong nag-aatubili
Na magmahal ng kahit isang saglit

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