Life is like a water, sometimes it’s flow is calm. And sometimes it’s in chaos. A human is just like a tree. It will grow and grow until it disappears, and there’s no leaf that’s left to see.
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A Lost Angel
PoetryRandom poems/proses and unsaid thoughts, this book was created for my poems and etc. feel free to read it, there are some english and filipino poems here. If you don't like it, leave it.
