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Better Philippines.. Go Federalism Now! R oad to a new Republic of the Philippines o nward to the era of Federalism government d ays are gone when power is handled by the few r ich pen become richer and the poor even poorer i t's time our country will be run by a man with a vision g overn the Philippines according to the will of the majority on the basis of basic rights and privileges as local citizens. R eal leader is someone who stands for the people o n the realization of their basic needs and ambitions and who leads by example and can implement the laws. D uterte is the man of the hour u nder Federalism form of government t he local government can obtain bigger budget e xtracted from its own income and tax collection r ealistic projects of the LGU can be materialized t hen better and faster urbanization will implemented end the corruption and criminality, support the President!
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 12:33 AM UTC
Rodrigo Roa Duterte
.                  Beautiful                   lOvely                   iDeal            prettY         exquisIte       handsoMe                   fAir       stunninG             gorgEous
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
You Are
P- op O- utstanding P- ops in your mouth C- covered in salt O- usome R- eal good N- ice and tasty
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 4:48 PM UTC
pop pop pop
Hell isn't as bad as it seems Our only Escape is a dream Love was never A permanent solution We thought it was Real Time took away all our smiles Breathing isn't an option You were Ruthless for another word But my days were slowly Ending And you couldn't bear the pain So you Killed my heart by not speaking
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Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
A hidden word, Heartbreak
The most gorgeous girl in the world, I remember Pragya by her anonym, Now all I have are her memories, Yes they are sweet and delicious. Real life angel she was my friend, Each day in her company was good, Memories of us smiling together, Early riser she so inspired me, Maybe she does not have time, Busy she is too much for memories, Regal used to be her elegant smiles, Again I hope that I come across her, No one is immortal but memories are, Centuries ago maybe I had known her, Every memory I can recollect sharply.
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Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
Zephyr Sagittarius
Did you pen this in a depleted moment Indiscriminate to your heart waning desire. Everything I did was for you, our life was To be a unity of majestic significance. Over again did I think about those syllables Greeting my mind in a confused state. Either I was yours or no one else's, The tears that fell, like fake snow meaningless Hearing you understand what we had to do Every occasion we shared culminated in this Real declaration of love, two shots and our hearts stopped.
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
Our Hearts Were Full Of Lead
m aking ends meet e nding d reams i n pools o f money and c urtaining off r eal i n-depth t ruths about y ourself i nsert s adness t aking h old of e cstasy and m artyring it a way, bartering it and bashing it d own into n othing, letting its e nergy s eep, s lowly trickle to a .
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Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 4:11 PM UTC
r unning o ut o f t ime
Finding you Randomly In a crowd Ending in a Never ending Deal of Sharing the Habitual Interact of a Profound relationship
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 3:15 AM UTC
A Ship
I shall never forget Where you came from All the Way back Never will I let you go Together is where we belong Under the night sky we lay Stars shining oh so bright This is what I need On this night, here with you Be careful my mind said Even though my heart disagreed Forget the past Only remember the future Real is finally what we are Even all the **** we went through Vividly play in my mind Everything got us here Remember forever that I love you
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May 10, 2011
May 10, 2011 at 2:59 PM UTC
All the Way
(I) promised you I'd stop chasing thi(n)gs - chasing ***** with *** and chasing boys who'd n(e)ver satisfy. I guess I kept chasing to see if you'd care, how far you'd stretch, to se(e) if you'd come back after you'd left. It's my sixth shot tonight and I can't be your friend. I'm not sure how to (d)eal with missing you so much that my brain's too foggy to make my morning tea. Sometimes I stand in the kitchen and I cook breakfast for two but I throw it all away because I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do in this God-forsaken house without (y)ou. So I keep kissing boys and I keep writing with *** in my veins instead of blood. It's my eight sh(o)t tonight, and I don't know how many boys I'll kiss before I forget the way you said my name. I don't want yo(u) anymore.
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
I think I might need you.
The stange thing is my left arm is always right ****** my right arm off, for he feels he is king, as he types most things and if i have a stroke the left arm goes true and surreal.
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Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
S u rr eal ism.
F          orever R                eal E  chos in my life is     E                         lectric.
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 5:43 PM UTC
F R E E /hat.
Burn Underneath the cork tree. Are you Ready to fight In the middle of the night? Everyday I Deal with being buried Alive by all the money I owe. I just Live each day for what It's worth and take it with a grain of salt. Very much so and with Everything else going on it's very tiring, but that's life! Enjoy this wild and crazy roller coaster ride. Just Enjoy Life! Love. Peace. Music.
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Oct 7, 2010
Oct 7, 2010 at 6:36 PM UTC
BURIED ALIVE
Hell isn't as bad as it seems
 our only Escape is a dream love was never A permanent solution we thought it was Real Time took away all our smiles Breathing isn't an option you were Ruthless for another word
 but my days were slowly Ending
 And you couldn't bear the pain so you Killed my heart by not speaking
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
we are our own hell and so are the heartbreaks
Imagining ever being Some thoughts are being thought oughts to the profit of many leavers of things being fine, so far as some say I, you, we, this being smoothed, anointed with oil, lotion of leela, game of spiritual beings, possibly, lubricating rough edges, jagged, craggy edged peaks, proud protrusions from the core whence iron shall be pounded leaving wasteland scars, scabbed over magma squeezed from the under standing place. status quo. quo vadis very true, new and improved, both, at once incredible. Trials as acts accepted, allowed past these are id-eal, id-e-al, ob vious rightvious trustworthy courteous and kind knowing not one unknowable thing then a new knowable offer spirtual meeeeeemes remaining semi-whole Yester to Day, the one we aimed at for next step into ever Can you hear me now, this is whole, partly. touch me. is this gooder? .... exceptions to the rule inceptions from the tool perception from the wise deception through the lie conception of love, too far bound to measure my AI imagines I may, as in, my will is empowered to touch a virtual button, acting as a trigger and fire a Julesvernian moonshot through reality for a second chance. How many times can you imagine finding a magic word. Uttering it is, possibly, what that crow is doing right now, pulling, drawing my intention to mention aitia as a big old idea some early author set in stone, a point in time and space, and act acommpli once, aitia accuse and cause, think think we can imagine anything we can imagine, we can realize the happiest place on earth or we may say this here is that happiest place, and next is even better, smoother, slicker, less friction, more intentional kind touches and sweet tastes and scents past words.
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Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 2:21 PM UTC
En-generalating grainy imaginations
Imagining ever being Some thoughts are being thought oughts to the profit of many leavers of things being fine, so far as some say I, you, we, this being smoothed, anointed with oil, lotion of leela, game of spiritual beings, possibly, lubricating rough edges, jagged, craggy edged peaks, proud protrusions from the core whence iron shall be pounded leaving wasteland scars, scabbed over magma squeezed from the under standing place. status quo. quo vadis very true, new and improved, both, at once incredible. Trials as acts accepted, allowed past these are id-eal, id-e-al, ob vious rightvious trustworthy courteous and kind knowing not one unknowable thing then a new knowable offer spirtual meeeeeemes remaining semi-whole Yester to Day, the one we aimed at for next step into ever Can you hear me now, this is whole, partly. touch me. is this gooder? .... exceptions to the rule inceptions from the tool perception from the wise deception through the lie conception of love, too far bound to measure my AI imagines I may, as in, my will is empowered to touch a virtual button, acting as a trigger and fire a Julesvernian moonshot through reality for a second chance. How many times can you imagine finding a magic word. Uttering it is, possibly, what that crow is doing right now, pulling, drawing my intention to mention aitia as a big old idea some early author set in stone, a point in time and space, and act acommpli once, aitia accuse and cause, think think we can imagine anything we can imagine, we can realize the happiest place on earth or we may say this here is that happiest place, and next is even better, smoother, slicker, less friction, more intentional kind touches and sweet tastes and scents past words.
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i just want to be friends,, jUst fRiEndS IS THAT SO HARD TO ASK FOR p l eE AassE e e for once listen to me i beg you just be m-Mm m Y yy f r i e n d i r eAl Ly misS yOu please don’t you see it i really treasure you please.. please— come back,,
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 9:32 AM UTC
please
E asy is nonexistent. S orrow is upon us all. C ant escape from reality. A ll the pain is coming back. P eople are surrounding me. E veryone has left me though. F reedom is all I want. R eal freedom. O f a different sort than the one I posse. M ental turmoil is what I want to escape from. R eality ***** E scaping is all I want. A lthough I'm scared of letting go. L ove has a hold upon me. I wish it wasn't there. T hough I doubt you know. Y ou are what I hold most dear.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 3:00 AM UTC
Escape From Reality
May 12,2015 Dearest Miliza, M any years now have already passed, i n our hearts we are still much together. l ove can never fade or die if it is genuine, i adore you and all I wish is your happiness. z est has become of my life when I see you, a s always I wish you near me all the time. P lease do not change my beloved, i n every moment you are my inspiration. z ealous as I am for loving you dearly, a s you supplemented it with your love too. r eal joy is what you meant to me my dear, r est assured that such feeling will be forever. o h, how lucky I am for having you as my wife! B ut love like life is not perfect, r easons are variable and endless a s we had problems coping with it. t hanks to God for forgiveness and mercy, o n His guidance and love we bonded as ever. Lovingly yours; Marvin
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 4:19 AM UTC
Love Letter To Miliza