Rewrite The Stars
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"The stars sees everything even in broad daylight"
Magagawa kaya nating baguhin ang mga naging desisyon natin sa nakaraan. Maaari kaya nating ayusin ang mga nasira natin ng hindi natin sinasadya. Maitatama pa ba natin ang mga pagkakamali natin na lumipas na. May pagkakataon pa ba tayong iayon ang kahapon sa gusto nating hinaharap.
The star witness everything. Can we make a difference in our story using the stars that knows what happened? Can we rewrite the stars?
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