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This is me and my childhood friend Ched. It was 2006 then when we last met. It was heartbreaking when he left , since little and sip-on days we were best buds. We sang "Balay ko sa langit", we were so happy and fearless. I wish I can turn back time to where it was started. I really missed him so much. For 11 years ,our communication with each other was gone. But this last 2016, we have our communication and I'm so happy and he found me first. A memory of this photograph lasts forever. A single photograph, a million words.












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