LET MY POEMS, REACH YOU.
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Letting and expressing my thoughts through writing poems. It contains Tagalog and English poems that i made during my free time, when i feel so much pain, when life is sucking me. In short the book full of my unsaid thoughts.
Some of poems I'll published here is dedicated to the person i love and broke my heart at the same time.
I hope this poems, reach you, my bebe. 🍀
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