Selfie
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Bernard F. Asuncion
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G-ray haze, fog, and mist
A-re all nowhere in sight;
B-eacon twentieth January
R-ises, burning bright.
I-t's a beautiful Friday,
E-arly light begins to ascend;
L-et the shadows disappear,
L-et the chill and raindrops
E-nd.
C-oal clouds up above
A-re changing into white;
B-ad weather doesn't occur,
R-ight after the windy night.
I-t's time to hold the camera phone,
T-ake your own pictures with glee;
O-pen your eyes and arms, and start making a selfie.
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