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Magical and fascinating, that comes to you in a very mysterious and clever way that it could possibly be. Who knows? The love we've been looking for could be the person standing next to us. Maybe they're the person we accidentally bumped into in a long hallway? Or a friend of our friend? or perhaps they're our childhood or high school crush? They may be the person we wish to be gone from our life. (I hope not) And more thousand possibilities. Love is as enigmatic as the unseen threads that bind us all together. It traveled for kilometers, crossing seas and mountains to keep our star aligned. Me? I don't have any idea how love works. Well, except for watching my friend slash sister, Mikha, all tangled up with some dudes but still have the audacity to blame the universe for her own fault being "hopeless romantic." Hahaha. But I do believe that love will come for me at the right moment or it may come back to me at the right time. Love, Abigail Ramos.
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