I want to think of something different,
different that has not been written yet.
Yet once I think about anything,
Anything goes, from birth to death, from there to here,
Here I can only think about everyone,
she, he, they, you, and I.
I want to stop thinking, because it is the same.
Same, like everyone else’s thinking.
Thinking about everything.
Everything is different.
Differently is how I have never written yet.
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Jasper Nikki de la Cruz is a senior writing student at UP Mindanao.