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Heart Problem
By the time I finish writing this, there are about a thousand aborted babies, a thousand children who have no supper, a thousand crimes committed and unsolved. And to write my personal crisis as if it...
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Megaphone
The night of November 8 was one of the most difficult nights to get by. I was crying over the phone as my friend and I were talking about the news of the super typhoon Yolanda that hit our hometown...
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Edmond
Edmond, when the water swallowed the earth, you were there You swam when the water was chasing your death The wind pulled trees like strands of thick hair The cars were flying.. the trees were swaying...
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I always visit Tacloban. My frequent visit in my hometown made it closer to me as if there was no ocean that separated us, as if there were no islands between us. But this time, I felt I was visiting...
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