The veils of clouds
gave me
this liberty
of gazing,
without stinting
At mid-noon sky
daringly,
into the strangeness
Of the sun's
incalculable ray
in anytime...
will be darting into
my confusion
That will make
me forget my
name...
Alice Cuenca
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