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....and this jolting pains on my rib cage....not now....intensified pinching cutting through my bones...could be tiny veins in and out of my heart.
After all, there are circumstances that arises out of the blue....which lead me....to believe that I am still destined for all this dream....I dream a lot.
So what if I stop? Where am I going?
A famine in North Cotabato...the protesting poor people were shots? What is President Noynoy doing? Campaigning....
Despite the people clamor and high-ratings of Duterte, I still find him unfit for the job of Presidency. As a matter of fact, there is no one running on the said post that rings on my mind. I'm not a qualified voter anyway.
I need a big....BIG Break!
|my collections spanning more than 20 years...|