To our wounded selves, there will always be healing. -D.A.P.
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Stories by Eliza
As Quill Makes Love to Paper
Random thoughts swirling in my mind that I decided to put down on paper.
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(Picture used in the book cover...
Hanggang sa Pahina na lamang
Kalipunan ng mga inipong salita na hindi lubusang maipahayag. Kaytagal nang kinikipkip, sa pagasang tuluyang...
These Ten Words I Long to be Heard
Ten-words stories.
I write these mostly at midnight... when sleep seems to be a hundred mile away, taking its...