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The Old Woman Beside The Nipa Hut...
as i walk away
she calls my name
i am not related to her
and exactly
i do not her too,
she calls for help
and mentions names of
his children
and her husband long dead
years ago
i walk faster and not looking back
and i thank myself for all these contentments
everything is fair
nothing diminishes me.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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