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A Moment in Intramuros
by mariomakata
A simple day, and I have gone to school, Walking down the Intramuros alone. Felt nothing, it was something, I’m a fool. In these streets, it is wasting, gone to roam.
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In the school, I learned, I still feel empty, Through the class hours, within break hours. There I want, together before twenty, To someone, been gathering these flowers.
A poem with love, a poem to match, These feelings been bottling for long enough, The day in that seat, my heart has been snatched, By the slightest sight, this isn’t a bluff.
The moment I think I’ve nothing to do, In this classroom, just sat, and I found you.
