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Ang Lumang Simbahan (ONE SHOT)

Ang Lumang Simbahan (ONE SHOT)

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Ako si Juana Briliones Fabrosa, isa kami sa mayamang angkan dito sa aming baryo ako'y may apat na kapatid si antonya ang bunso, si nelya ang pangalawa, si tererista ang panganay, ako naman ang pang-tatlo sa aminng mag kakapatid. ang aking Ama naman ay si Don Francezco Fabrosa ang aking Ina naman ay si Donya Philipe Briliones Fabrosa.
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