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Patience

Baluarte, Ilocos Sur

Patience, as quiet as the footsteps of the neighbor upstair and as loud as the pulse that dares me to burst. You tick like a clock that bores everything except the ceiling I stare at. Can I please commit a small crime? Or else, better let me out of this prison. I just wanna hold her, touch her, hug and kiss her. Patience, you’re so cruel! you’re unfair.

Rommel

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