Each word she penned was a brushstroke on the canvas of her soul, painting vivid landscapes of love, loss, and longing.
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querenciaelle
Jan 18, 2025 10:18AM
hello everyone! i already published the 'simula' of EOYE, sorry inabutan na ng bagong taon. stay tuned sa next kabanata^^—layView all Conversations
Story by querenciaelle
Echoes of Yesterday's Echoes
It wasn't planned, it came unexpectedly. As time goes by, it becomes just an echoe of yesterday's echoes.
