KITA KITA

KITA KITA

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Isang mundo kung saan napagod sa pagdalaw ang gabi. Sa mundo na ang pagtingin sa araw o sinag nito ay nakapipinsala. Kalamidad na hindi maipaliwanag ng sangkatauhan na kahit kailan man ay hindi masasagot ng agham. Isa lang ang pakatatandaan, huwag na huwag titingin sa itaas.
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