paalala sa sarili

to anticipate sadness is
to heave small sighs every other hour
it is to exhaust the grief in a long prose,
twice a month, it is
to cry a teaspoon of tears every other day
hoping that it can prepare you when
the strand has been cut

but it is an empty safeguard.

you will only drown in your sighs grief and tears
of a thousandfold

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