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There is the darkness of the soul, and the room that none see, where I remain, alone, pining day and night for thee. Though my devotion to thee is but a drop in the ocean of those seeking thy sweetest embrace I rejoice in this yearning. Oh, if only you knew, a thousand stars cannot match thy brilliance in my mind, O Beloved, Spouse, and Master! For Heaven hath ordained that I am thine alone from birth, O dearest Paradise below, My Lord Brown as Earth.

  I Was He a Ghost? Living near Malacañang Palace was not always the most glamorous thing. The kids from nearby schools caused traffic jams as the began and ended each day. There were times that a rally or protest would keep us shut in our homes. That aside, we were like any neighbourhood in the Philippines. Every afternoon as the sun would set, my childhood friends and I would gather by Freedom Park across the palace gates. There, we would play until one, two, and then three stars would appear in the sky, telling us it was time to run home. I would sometimes stand at a nearby streetcorner and watch the goings-on in the Palace. To a