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Feb 2016
I guess that's what love is.
It enlightens you. It hurts you. It changes you. It bloom you. It haunts you. It keeps you at night wondering. It keeps you staring far off at a distance. Yet most of all I guess that's what really love is.

Giving it all yet not asking for anything in return.
Franz Bartolome
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Franz Bartolome  Manila
(Manila)   
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