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The Santol Seeds Against The Morning Sun
last night they sat under the moon
two lofty souls
and thrive upon the sap and pulp
of the three santol seeds
the following morning
at 5
the seeds lie emptied
of its essence
but their hopes are as tall
and long
as their shadows cast
on the arm of the
chair
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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