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arog kan mga huring aldaw kun sain
an tag-init nagiging uran.
Kun panong an tubig, haros,
nasa satong mga palad o, garo mga kristal,
minadukot sa satong mga buhok,
haros—
haros sana, asin mayo pa.
Anticipation
(Author's Translation)
There is a very long time
between the waiting and the coming—
like the last few days that turn
summer into rain.
How we feel the water, almost,
in our palms; crystal-like,
clinging to the strands of our
hair, almost—
almost, and yet not there.
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