EDSA
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To the Vines on the Spines of EDSA
dream now, brave leaves, of dark earth and clear sky, of brooks rhyming and dew sighing. dream of the still night after a storm and the priestess-rain chanting on rocks. dream of innocence, dream of sleep, dream of weakness, dream of fear: the space of fields, expanse of oceans and frightful heights of skies. Continue reading