Chapter 4.3

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Hindi ko alam kung bakit sa kanyang mg salita ay naalala ko ang napakagandang tulang aking nabasa sa mga talarawan na araw-araw nagbibigay sigla sa aking malungkot na isipan. Ang tula ay isinulat ng isang lalaki sa kanyang irog na babae sublait kailangan niyang saktan ito para layuan siya sapagkat hindi sila maaring magkasama o magmahalan.  I know I hurt you… In the words entangled, the phrases that I didn’t mean in the evening, in  the dim-lighted room full of my lies, in the mess of our sighs, breathes and heartbeats that matched the whispers,   the musical rhythm of love in the coarse uneven voice, please notice the lines between the shout and soft cry the unsaid poem and mumbled bullshits during the night Please, I don’t mean this lie. . If you could just read my mind, tha

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