Grab a cup and ponder the meaning of life.
At this hour of the dark nightwe are still togetheron the woven sleeping-mat.But when the sun gets upand the stars detach themselves from the sky,our bond might break too.If ever we meet again,may we see one another, not with mortal eyes,but with the eyesight of the soul. - Mangyan ambahan
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