PANANDALIAN

PANANDALIAN

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This poem is for the youth of today. We don't own the clock, and our time is not as limitless as we thought. Live your your life like everyday is the last and always give your best shot.
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In life, we all belong to something, someone, or somewhere. But in my case, I didn't belong to anything. All my life, I felt like a stranger-until my brother made me feel like I belonged to him.

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