Walk Beside Me
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Alam n'yo ba ang feeling ng isang caterpillar sa loob ng kanyang cocoon? Sympre hindi, bakit caterpillar ba kayo? Pero yung pakiramdam mo na lalabas ka sa comfort zone mo, I'm sure yung iba sa inyo naranasan na yun. Feeling free ba kayo na pwede ninyong gawin ang anumang gustuhin n'yo o feeling n'yo confused kayo at di n'yo alam ang dapat ninyong gawin?
Ito kayang si Varsity ano kaya ang plano n'ya sa buhay? Nung bata pa s'ya akala n'ya lahat parang fairytale dahil bukod sa Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Little Mermaid at Beaty and the Beast ay maganda din ang love story ng mommy at daddy n'ya. Habang lumalaki s'ya naging idealistic s'ya tungkol sa pagkakaroon ng pamilya dahil lumaki s'ya sa family centered church.
Gaano kaya katagal na magiging idealistic si Varsity? Akala n'ya ba ang mga fairytale walang heartaches.
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