Sa pagdaan ng panahon,
Mananatiling magkayakap
Ang init
Ng dagat, at ang
Lamig ng buhangin
Sa ilalim ng dilim…
Mananatiling magkayakap
Ang init
Ng dagat, at ang
Lamig ng buhangin
Sa ilalim ng dilim…
As I cross the threshold of humanity, there’s something left in the future. I foresee ‘it’...
Posted by
Kyrajam: A Part of My Existence
at
3/31/2008 07:40:00 PM
since i'm into this...
i'm here...
no retreat or regrets...
HOW CAN I REGRET SOMETHING DIDN'T HAPPEN?
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