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Jaro, Iloilo City

Myself and I I met myself along a road and thought I was a jerk, so I punched myself in the nose and wondered why it hurt. I called myself some dirty words and was the only one who cared, I looked around to see who heard, but no one else was there. It was frightening for me to find I hadn't any help, And how did I get left behind alone to face myself? But there I was with only me, staring myself down, so I looked deep in hopes to see some good that could be found. I wasn't overwhelmed with stunning qualities, for sure, but I felt that if I stuck around I'd get to see much more. So now myself and I are friends united in a faith that we'll accomplish better e