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I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving-kindness-- Jeremiah 3:3
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
SA IMONG KAHABOG
(courtesy of JBering's shot)
Kung ang tinuod nga katahom
sama sa imong kahabog,
bisan ang mga buling
sa akong kalimutaw
dili kanimu
makasalipod.
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