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Duros (Wind)

Sawa na ako sa paulit-ulit na pagturo kan luhà hali sa panganoron. Núarín taka mahihiling sakuyang saldáng? Núarín an tamang panahon para ako naman an maogmá? Kun pwede lang na kumuson an gabos na panmátî ko, irolyo sa papel hali sa lumang notebook ko, laagan nin dawon, sulôon asin halaton an gabos na kuanon kan duros pasíring sa mayo. Mayo man akong gusto kundi maging maogmá.
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Written by
raquezha
31 / M / Iriga City
Published
Apr 22, 2018
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18·66
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#bicol#raquezha#duros#letting#go#happy#maogma#philippines
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