some psychological thoughts about maria teresa diokno

probably , she heard the blowing wind whispers or seen a phoenix.

the blowing wind dances above the trees  and let several leaves to fall;

she fell too without a sound  and soon she  starts dancing and put

the phoenix in a cage. the blowing wind dies out.

from ” a mess of lovepoems”

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