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Mar 2016
Some things are meant to reach their end, even if they're a few steps away from happening.

No, I won't compare this sentence to you and me.

We are not meant  to be in the first page.
We can't meet at the end.
We can't happen.

We just can't.
One sided love, I guess
Franz Bartolome
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Franz Bartolome  Manila
(Manila)   
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