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It seemed to me a kind of magic to take a made thing and make it almost unrecognizably new.
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If you stand on the corner
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wait for an orchid colored mini-bus
with seven oblong doors,
open the fourth door—...
of Mabini Street and Legazpi Avenue,
wait for an orchid colored mini-bus
with seven oblong doors,
open the fourth door—...
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After tonight, what’s left of you is you moving into my
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Once I learned I could have the last word
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I couldn’t stop having
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storm.
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