--v--<@ A flower that grows despite cement holes @>--v--





quarter century old

Sunday, April 24, 2005

another year
another day
another minute
another second
i'm yet another year older
but felt like i'm years older

haven't been that high
so high
till the gravity of my senses leave me
i just pour out senselessly
all that left within me

never been that low
so low
till i can no longer fall
and finally learn how to touch base with myself

will never forget this year
that makes me who i am
and what i am.




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