THE JOURNEY
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"Lahat ng bagay pinaghihirapan at pinagsusumikapan."
Pero may mga bagay na makukuha mo na lang agad lalo na kung alam ni Lord na para sa iyo talaga iyon at mapapakinabangan mo.
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this is my second story,sana po ay basahin at suportahan niyo po.Kahit one-shot lang.God bless po sa lahat!
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