In Los Baños, where scouts once roamed,
A friendship bloomed, our hearts were honed.
Through woods and trails, we ventured wide,
In memories of youth, our spirits ride.
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Uncharted Connections
ŞiirIn this compilation of poems, one particular person has become an inseparable thread in the fabric of my personal tradition. This cherished ritual entails crafting poetry books that pay homage to each of my past so-called situationships. Now, with a...
Chapter Three: Scouting Memories in Los Baños
In Los Baños, where scouts once roamed,
A friendship bloomed, our hearts were honed.
Through woods and trails, we ventured wide,
In memories of youth, our spirits ride.
