DhMaDmaN

In silent moments, memories arise,
          	Echoes of deeds once done, beneath the skies. Through the mist of time, a gentle rue, For what was given, now lived anew. In quiet reflection, the truth unfurls, Sometimes, we find we've circled the world
          	
          	Yung alam ko nasa malayo ka pero di ko namalayan na inaantay kita sa lugar na yun tuwing hinahatid kita.

DhMaDmaN

In silent moments, memories arise,
          Echoes of deeds once done, beneath the skies. Through the mist of time, a gentle rue, For what was given, now lived anew. In quiet reflection, the truth unfurls, Sometimes, we find we've circled the world
          
          Yung alam ko nasa malayo ka pero di ko namalayan na inaantay kita sa lugar na yun tuwing hinahatid kita.