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		<description>The original writings of author Filibustero Ibarra</description>
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			<title>Young Fair </title>
			<description>This was influenced by Edgar Allan Poe's &quot;Anabelle Lee&quot;. But in this poem, the lass is named Young Fair. There is a mystery in her disappearance. That question is left unanswered in this poem. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/884175/</link>
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			<title>Dark Metamorphosis </title>
			<description>I wrote this poem about how I was transformed once by some dark moments in my life. I filled with a rabid desire to destroy and to harm. But within me, I still felt light...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845541/</link>
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			<title>Heaven's Denial </title>
			<description>I'm not sure but I think this poem was unconsciously inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's &quot;Annabelle Lee&quot;. Nonetheless, this poem speaks about the liability I have over the consequences of what I feel.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845357/</link>
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			<title>Our Deeds will Sing (Let Freedom Ring)</title>
			<description>I wrote this poem out of inspiration from Martin Luther King's &quot;I Have a Dream&quot; speech and the deeds of freedom fighters who defended the oppressed through non-violence, such as Gandhi. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845354/</link>
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			<title>Farewell Undue</title>
			<description>&quot;If I die young, bury me in satin, lay me down on a bed of roses, sink me in the river at dawn, send me away with the words of a love song...&quot; ~ If I Die Young by the Band Perry</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845353/</link>
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			<title>Ode to the City </title>
			<description>I wrote this while daydreaming about the Second World War. The destruction of Manila during the Liberation equaled the ruins of Warsaw and Stalingrad. I hope that such fate will not happen again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845351/</link>
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			<title>Pilgrim</title>
			<description>&quot;Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails..&quot; ~ 1 Corinthians 13:7-8</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845346/</link>
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			<title>Like a Rose</title>
			<description>Another poem I wrote in the past for a person I used to like. I have always wondered why love has been the theme of most of my poems and I myself am a &quot;love poet&quot;. Hmmm.. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845341/</link>
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			<title>A Lover to His Beloved </title>
			<description>I wrote this during our English session about free verse. I wrote this for someone I loved in the past. *sigh* Teenage love, ay?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845339/</link>
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			<title>Emmanuel </title>
			<description>I posted this poem quite late. Merry Christmas to y'all! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845337/</link>
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			<title>On the Beauty of Love </title>
			<description>Most of my poems revolve around the most intriguing mystery - love. My views on the true beauty and nature of love are compressed in verse into this short poem.   </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845131/</link>
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			<title>An Encounter with a Small Pond on the Wet Sidewalk (A Personal Poem on the Process of Moving On) </title>
			<description>I was walking alone at our school's outdoor court after the rain. There were some placid puddles on the ground. I spent the time reflecting on love.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845129/</link>
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			<title>Star-cross'd </title>
			<description>Though blinded by tears of an impossible love, her light shatters such blindness. She is a star in the night, a sun in the twilight. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845123/</link>
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			<title>Lovers and Thespians </title>
			<description>I dedicate this poem to someone special to me. Alas, poetry is my escape from the pain of unrequited love! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845121/</link>
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			<title>Sapere Aude (Dare to Know) </title>
			<description>I wrote this poem during our History session about the Renaissance. I love the Renaissance, a time that devoted itself to true beauty, the versatility of the human mind, and the perfection of art.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/filibustero/845118/</link>
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