Coping lifestyle now
A land of waste
Discontentment desires
Site of smelly craving
Unbecoming polluted minds
There exists
An island of returns
Equiping me now
With glimpses of the past
Before I may forget
There I see beauty
It exudes its aroma
Inexistent of waste
Decontaminated place
All in a coping mind
Cope with the now
Grip in the past
Value simple things
Be that becoming
A detour of hope
The Returns
Audel Ken Santillan
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