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Cebu City

Me? Oh! I tell – I am not I For “I” may spell for idiocy Though how wistful am for brilliancy I just hated the “I” rhyming with cry. I am myself – this claim I shall not be For anyhow I weigh and see It's when my yearning loves to do Yet reason insists not to. Oh! I tell then who am I Hear this good, hear this not a lie I wrought this wit hence, I'll not forgo I am me – these are the words – My Ego.