Early one Sunday morning at Carcar
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"Let the wrinkles tell the story of my life."
"I am tired, but for them I'll continue to peddle."
"This is fate. Where else shall I be?"
"It stinks, but I earn."
"Because of puso I was able to send my kids to school."
"It's hard labor, but someone's gotta do it."
"In the darkness of the day, I earn my keep."
"Friend, you make it bearable."
"I wait to be bring them home."
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Mad World by Gary Jules
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