The question lingers in the air.
It taste so familiar,
Yet the answer is not there.
For I know who I am,
Or do I?
The ID hides in my unconscious self.
Who am I? I ask myself.
I am the dreamer, the lover, the teacher. Or,
Could I be the mask of someone else entirely?
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4.25.19
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Assurgent Construction
PoesíaA poetry collection of an American Filipino. the following expresses his thoughts and emotions as he studies abroad. This is the second book in Culture Distortion.
