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- Mount Pulag: Heaven at HandFluffy as they seem above the glorious sky, I concocted to hover along the cerulean fields and reside at peace with not a bustle in mind. At the firmament I scribbled my dreams with the desire to clamber up the peaks and feel unshackled from that e...
- Mount Pulag: Heaven at HandFluffy as they seem above the glorious sky, I concocted to hover along the cerulean fields and reside at peace with not a bustle in mind. At the firmament I scribbled my dreams with the desire to clamber up the peaks and feel unshackled from that e...
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- A Humbling Letter to Thy FeastDerailed by a plethora of vanishing mementos in our lives, never did I loose my grip to my faith that I will always return back to where I was. Nostalgic is the feeling when you’re almost hanging on an edge of a cliff or walking in solitude in the...
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- Wiping Outon Jun 7, 2013 in Inspiration SentimentalTainted by a surfeit of scorching slashes and irrepressible abrasive disposition, you wiped away those glinting pearls scuttling down from the feeble porthole-to-thy-soul. When that smoothly-woven fabric kisses thy cheeks, you engender such feeling o...
- Never say NOon May 29, 2013 in Inspiration Love Notes Sentimental Disappointment Frustration Never Say No Nightmare No Pessimism Rejection“No”, very close-ended yet I have known, it must be your best scorned word. “No, I don’t like this.” “I’m afraid not.” “I guess it won’t work out, so no for now.” NO. How’d you like hearing it? It seems that this very word pai...
- Never say NOon May 29, 2013 in Inspiration Love Notes Sentimental Disappointment Frustration Never Say No Nightmare No Pessimism Rejection“No”, very close-ended yet I have known, it must be your best scorned word. “No, I don’t like this.” “I’m afraid not.” “I guess it won’t work out, so no for now.” NO. How’d you like hearing it? It seems that this very word pai...
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