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Sugar mill in Batangas 2015
Angelus comes early with the dying sun
buried in the gloomy sky;
I hear prayer in dirge of a different tune -
is mankind about to die?
I hear Mother Earth moaning, begging,
to stop the carnage in pain;
stop the dark plumes, the devil wind,
and the world going insane. ~
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