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Haena ang Dayamante? (Where's the diamond?)


The tale begins when they met through mutual friends,

And the post-encounter has caused a lot of bewilderment.


He calls her by the first three letters of her name.
Some of her friends call her by the name of an oddly male.


This has nothing to do with the girl,

But this is all about her.


He is telling you this with the intention of clearing everything, 

‘Cause he doesn't want to leave any vagueness with everything he has some part with.


He found this oddly precious human being when he was at his lowest, Like a diamond, she is treasured.

He found her when he was starting to believe that love doesn’t exist,

And all of those are mere imaginations --- more of illusions.


He found her when he was wounded inside.

He found her after his heart shattered into pieces,

And despite all efforts to get all the pieces together,

He doesn’t possess the capacity to fix it at that instant.

It left a big hole in his heart.

He was oblivious to the fact that he was pulling everything he could grasp and try to fill that hole.


He was unaware that he was not even certain what he really needed, 

He thought it was the lady that he met on that day.

And so he believed and was even trying to make it with her, 

But little did he know she too had been going through a lot in her life.



He reached through the bottom of his life,

And he cannot bring her with him there.

Neither of them can save another, 

Because both have been grappling with their own battle too. 

As to how they could do the self-rescue, no one knows.

The only certain thing they have to do is to keep on the go.


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Cristian Nadunsa

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