TAO LAMANG AKO
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Last published Tue, Jan 5, 2021
Gaano man kaganda ang bato, maaari pa ring pekein.
Gaano man kaayos ang buhay, maaari pa ring guluhin.
Gaano man kasarap ang pagkain, maaari pa ring amagin.
Gaano man kaayos ang pagsasama, maaari pa ring baguhin.
Gaano man kabuti ang isang tao, maaari pa ring laitin.
Subalit bakit nga ba ganoon ang takbo? Siguro dahil wala namang perpekto.
Tulad ko dahil tao lamang ako.
Compilation of:
📘Poem
📘Essay
📘Feature
📘Flash Fiction
📘Editorial
📚ETC
Hindi ako perpekto, tao lamang ako.
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By:LOC-2nd
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