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Havana, Cuba

House Pet

I am a sincere man from where the palm tree grows and before dying I want to let out the verses of my soul. I grow a white rose in June just as in January for the honest friend who gives me his open hand. With the poor people of the earth I want to cast my lot.The brook of the mountains gives me more pleasure than the sea. I am a Filipino, inheritor of a glorious past, hostage to the uncertain future, child of the marriage of the East and the West. In my blood runs the seed of heroes. That seed is immortal and so is the adobo that my mom cooks at home. I am a believer. I believe in the achievement of the impossible. I believe in equality. I believe in liberty. I believe in brotherhood.