There on a bridge stood three cousins,
of Laguna Bay, Philippines
on summer ninety-six with kin
and happy grins, and happy grins.
I brushed my long locks one fine day
to toss my hair into the bay.
I held out my hand as I pray
to clean the way, to clean the way.
My hair suddenly disappeared
and suspected something quite weird.
There was no slight breeze as I feared
in the revered, in the revered.
One night my new inspiration
met a stopped online frustration
and this showed more confirmation
in creation, in creation.
First attempt at Monotetra poem…
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