I don’t know why I am so happy when I write, the hunger for knowing the reason behind which, makes me want to write even more. I hope that my body, hands and soul would forgive me, but I will write endlessly, even if time demands to resettle me into another heaven.

Adrian Jr. A. Maronilla
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