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The Greatest Love of All: February 2012
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The Greatest Love of All. We Will Always Love You Whitney. Saturday, February 25, 2012. God is love; and love like God, like music and soul is a complex word. In addition, love is very much associated with happiness which is everyone’s goal. But love when touched and contaminated by material nature took on another form; and that form is the reflected, perverted, blinding form of lust. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Day the Music Died. Bye Bye Miss American Pie. The Art of ReCycling.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: The Reef Between Two Nations
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. Thursday, April 19, 2012.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. Sa ngayon ay hinde nati...
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: April 2012
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. Thursday, April 19, 2012.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: Fist of Fury
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. The Day the Music Died.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: China is a Two-Headed-Monster
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. Are heartless Monsters,.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: Scarborough Fair
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. Remember me to one.
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal: The China's Defiance
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Are We Going to Scarborough Shoal. On the side of a hill a sprinkling of leaves) (Washes the grave with silvery tears) Between the salt water and the sea strands (A soldier cleans and polishes a gun) Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather (War bellows blazing in scarlet battalions) Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill) And gather it all in a bunch of heather (And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten). TSINA, Ang Bansang Buwaboy. The Day the Music Died.
