I'm Sorry for Staying
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Last published Sat, May 16, 2020
Tila nagkaroon ng isang pares ng mga mata ang sumusungaw na sinag ng araw, o kahit 'yong mattress na payapang nakalapag sa gilid, o kahit 'yong katahimikang namamayani sa buong kwarto, pati na ang kuwadro ng bintana na tila kanina pa nakasubaybay sa tahimik na sandali - ito ang mga saksi ng isang kamaliang inakala ko sa mga saglit na 'yon ay ang pinakatamang gawin.
Ang pagdampi ng mga labing hindi dapat.
Ah, shit. Ang init.
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