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Song composition

 A rhythm quiet, faint, and slow.  A pulse that no one know.  I dance and play in perfect poises,  Yet the ache of lonely nights.  Under the Mask I wear a smile,  pretending everything's okey,  To feel the empty space,  A voice was trembling; a face seems cry I laugh aloud,  in a crowded rooms,  But inward,  all the darkened tombs.  build the walls, so no one see,  The hollow echo, inside of me,  There's smile, like a shinning star,  Through the world, full of war, the sadness  and the darkness  The world assumes ,I'm whole complete.  Under the Mask I wear a smile,  pretending everything's okey,  To feel the empty space,  A voice was trembling, then a face seems cry Look at their eyes so deeply,   You can see how they feltly,  Pretending is the key  to be felt happy. Under the Mask I wear a smile,  pretending everything's okey,  To feel the empty spac...

One act play

An improvised graveyard centering the stage. A portable chair and some flowers beside it. Around are green bermuda grass and some narra tree. Paolo sits beside his sister's grave. it's been 2 weeks since the surgery since his sister gave her own lungs. Paolo stares at the name written on the grave while holding a bouquet of flowers he bought. He smells the flower before placing it down. Paolo: (sits back down) i don't even know if that's your favorite flower— never got the chance to ask you, you know Paolo: (inhales, exhales) somehow i could still smell the perfume you wore when we first met. who knows that the stubborn girl at the hospital would be my sister (laughs) what the small world.. Vilma: (enters, stands behind paulo) small world indeed. Paolo: (turns) what are you doing here? Vilma: (walks towards paolo) visiting my daughter. Paolo: (stands up) daughter? in what way? (shakes his head) you shouldn't be here. Vilma: (scoffs) why shouldn't i? this is my d...

Short story

"A child longing" Once upon a time, there was a child who love his parents unconditionally. His name is Jazzz. Jazzz is a helpful, be loving, and kind to his parents. But one day his parents are left to find a job in the city. His face is undrawing it because of painful have him experience. " Mom Dad" dont leave me to lola. I can't lost you both. "But son this is for you,to build your future and to better also. "Ok fine, but promise you will comeback early. The day has come. His parents go back while the child quietly waits outside the door. He looks back and suddenly bumps into the sunflowers of his lola (grandmother), which is a sign that something is about to happen. Then, eventually, the phone rings. He answers it, and the news is devastating—his parents were in a crash. His tears start falling as he hears the news of their death. A few weeks later, a delivery rider arrives with a box of chocolates from his parents. He receives it with tears in his...

Poem

"Time bound" Treasure your time for a better one  Use it now, time is now Precious your time, but into a better one Like your parents is the number one Time is gold, but the gold is mine Thanks to god almighty  For keeping safe of my family 

Memories triggered by a song

Eternal Love Beneath the Moonlight" Under the bright moonlight, two people walk hand in hand along the shore. The surroundings are quiet, and the waves gently touch their feet—like nature’s music playing in sync with their hearts. "Now and forever, you are the only one I love." With every word the man speaks, his promise to never leave the woman he loves is deeply felt. Like a strong coconut tree, he is ready to be her support and protector, no matter what challenges come their way. "And with you, I found a love that never ends." As the wind softly blows, his voice sounds like a sweet love song—sincere and certain. Every embrace is a promise that will never be broken, just like the roots of a coconut tree firmly holding onto the ground, strong against any storm.

Welcome message

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Welcome message  Hello there, everyone! It's me, your handsome dog.I'm "Alfred Jairus Casuco",11 HUMSS student from section ABZ , and today, I will be your entertainer on this dull day of yours. So sit back, relax, and enjoy reading my school works that I have made!

About me

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About me Just like a story, I also have my own story about my different experiences in life—some are happy, and of course, sadness is always a part of it.