Streching over the vast canyon, whose bottom was unknown to the world, was where splintered wood and rusting metal met. They would groan in complaint of anyone who dare traverse.
The Bontoc bridge is striped with black and yellow. Colorful trikes twirl past and naked boys holler in the river below. On the banks, a carabao rests.
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Streching over the vast canyon, whose bottom was unknown to the world, was where splintered wood and rusting metal met. They would groan in complaint of anyone who dare traverse.
The Bontoc bridge is striped with black and yellow. Colorful trikes twirl past and naked boys holler in the river below. On the banks, a carabao rests.