murmuring waves bouncing in the seawall of boulevard
amidst the choco-colored beach of bislig.
flapping of nipa leaves
in the murky creeks of Catanduan.
laughters of dirty and brown haired children
of Baybay II.
rude punky teenagers
gallavanting in the highway.
echoes of voices in the far,
What could there be in silence?
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