LOVE OR FRIENDSHIP
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Last published чтв, янв. 11, 2018

PROLOGUE:
child hood friend ko sya ... sobrang close namin. lahat nang bagay sa buhay naming dalawa nasabi nanamin sa isat isa .
pero habang tumatagal lumalalim ang pag tingin ko sakanya . pero isang araw nasabi ko sa sarili ko na " mahal ko na sya "
pero ano ba ang ipag lalaban ko
pag mamahal ko sakanya o pag kaka ibigan naming dalawa ?
ang tanong may ipag lalaban ba ako kung mawawala rin naman sya sakin?
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