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Lumuluhang Tula
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Ongoing, First published Dec 21, 2017
Magandang araw sa kung sino man o kunga ano man ang nagbabasa sa aking mga tulang nilikha
Maraming salamat sa pagbabasa \(*0*)/

Good day to whom who reads my poem that I make .
Thank you for reading and enjoy
^o^

Note:
Ang mga tulang nilikha ay gawa lamang sa malikot na kaisipan ko na ayun sa aking inspirasyon
Ang aking mga kamalian sa paggawa ay pag pasensyahan na.

The poem that i made is the product of my wild imagination and fuel by inspiration
I would like to ask forgiveness in advance if I have mispelled and incoherrence in my poem.
All Rights Reserved
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