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I always get lost,
Don't know where to go,
Like a kid struggling to know,
Pushing myself back with head low.
I lived for years like that,
Alone and left out,
I cried and wept,
As people come and left.
But when I saw and met you,
You're happy, I reached and crept,
For a moment, I was happy because--
I found you and you didn't left.
BINABASA MO ANG
Poétiques
PuisiA quarter of sadness and depression, A pinch of love, and a bowl of tears.
