Chrysanthemums That Used To Be For Him
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You know that feeling when you are so inlove with someone to the point that everything you do is dedicated to that person? Na sa bawat gagawin mo, s'ya at s'ya yung pumapasok sa utak mo?
If yes, I can feel you kasi I've been there. And as I don't want to forget how much I've been inlove with this person, and how I look stupid, they say, for doing efforts even though I've already moved on, I made this compilation. These were the pieces that I made which were dedicated to him. Enjoy reading!
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