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“Just as to when will I stop persevering?”, the poor man asked, his eyes fixed to something, and continued, “Honestly, I really don’t know what to do with my life anymore. I’ve been shifting to every places, running from the chases of the government.
“I am born in this country, but where is my home? My riches? My things? My life?
“All I have are these rags and these sacks because I could not afford rice anymore! Iisipin ko na lang that they are full of Ganador, so dainty and pure!
“You see that school?”, he shifted to me. I backed off after taking the pic.
He continued, “I was a student there!
“Unfortunately, I did not graduate because my mom and dad left me.
“They all left me.
“Hahaha! Good for them.” He continued laughing. Shaking. Involuntarily.
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