This place A place I relocated to due to circumstance Relocation is something I'm used to because its DNA runs through my veins I was conceived in the Philippines and entered the world in Panama City Every two to four years my father received orders and we relocated to...
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I sit under a bench in the shade Old San Juan is where I spend most of the day Listening to parched leaves scrape against the cobblestone Birds chirping their happiness as bread crumbs fall against their beaks In the distance, a few benches away, I feel your presence I...
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Innervision I am not who I am on the outside I am not who people see I am not who I see The mirror lies to me It lies to those who surround me The mirror hides my misery My sadness My discontentment and self-pity Why can I not be free from all that...
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