A golden crown.
They wear it, with chins held high.
It is a privilege to be in that class, to be on top.
To be one of the Crème of the Crop is an honor.
But will they continue to shine brightly if the Golden Crown has to put heavy pressure on their shoulders?
Will they carry the Crown gracefully even if it mentally damages them?
Will they bear the pain that the Crown inflicts?
Will they survive the heaviness of that Golden Crown just to be called the Crème of the Crop?
Or will they find something strong enough to handle the heaviness of that Crown?
Will they find love?
BINABASA MO ANG
CREAM OF THE CROP
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