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| Art by: Anna Rhea Francisco 10/11/11 |
One day I meet this old poor man
He approached me with his pity eyes
I thought he needs something from me
So I searched my wallet to give him some money he needs...
But in my surprised he didn’t get my money...
Instead he gave me a clean piece of paper and a pen
I asked him why?
And with great wisdom he answered me
He said,
“My child, you must write your life wisely.”
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