There are places I remember…
Places where our young discourses are molded into
values and principles.
Places where we share delight with nature as we talked of national situation.
Places where we practiced our songs we sang to serenade our colleagues dubbed “harana ng bayan.”
Those places where commitments were shared albeit those uncertainties.
Those seats where we expressed frustrations and hopes; love and hatred; laughter and tears…
And the evergreen lush of our dreams….
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