Do they truly remember us yet, the loved ones we left behind in the old hometown? Perhaps in the beginning yes. But after a long while, when letters have gradually become far apart, containing nothing, hiding so much; or after they have ceased altogether and the years have clamped down the silence of space and time, would they still care?

Bienvenido N. Santos, Lonely in the Autumn Evening

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