it never ceased to hunt me.
when things are getting tougher and harder each day.
people disrespect you.
existence becomes a big deal..
and that which threatens it frightens you no more.
soon this labored breathing would stop.
agony suppressed by fake laughters and cheers.
these will all stop.
and there will be peace.
and i'll fear no more.
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d new car is in d making! after 48 years pa daw!
wag kokontra! eh sa emote eh!
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