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history of badminton
kasaysayan ng badminton
最終更新： 2015-09-16
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rules and regulations of badminton
alituntunin at regulasyon ng badminton
最終更新： 2016-08-26
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the game of e
nakikipagsapalaran
最終更新： 2024-04-07
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let's play the game of love
laruin na natin ang laro nila
最終更新： 2022-08-18
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they were playing a game of checkers.
naglalaro sila ng dama.
最終更新： 2014-02-01
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foot rooted in the game of basket balll
naipitan ng ugat sa paa sa pag laro ng basket balll
最終更新： 2022-05-10
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it turned into a hot game of reach around.
tapos naglaro tayo ng matinding kapkapan.
最終更新： 2016-10-27
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c/games of the bicolanos
c/mga laro ng mga taga bicolano
最終更新： 2021-11-19
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product availability is not necessarily having items available 100% of the time but rather having items available when the customer needs it. it is a matching game of timing the preparation of an item nearest to when the customer seeks it.
pagkameron ng produkto
最終更新： 2020-11-02
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this glossary of basketball terms is a list of definitions of terms used in the game of basketball. like any other major sport, basketball features its own extensive vocabulary of unique words and phrases used by players, coaches, sports journalists, commentators, and fans.
最終更新： 2021-03-08
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yesterday when i was young, the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue, i teased at life as if it were a foolish game, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame; the thousand dreams i dreamed, the splendid things i planned i always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand; i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day and only now i see how the years ran away yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do, i used my magic age as if it were a wand, and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; the game of love i played with arrogance and pride and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died; the friends i made all seemed somehow to drift away and only i am left on stage to end the play there are so many songs in me that won't be sung, i feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue, the time has come for me to pay for yesterday when i was young yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all
yesterday when i was young, the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue, i teased at life as if it were a foolish game, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame; the thousand dreams i dreamed, the splendid things i planned i always built, alas, on weak and shifting sand; i lived by night and shunned the naked light of day and only now i see how the years ran away yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all yesterday the moon was blue, and every crazy day brought something new to do, i used my magic age as if it were a wand, and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond; the game of love i played with arrogance and pride and every flame i lit too quickly, quickly died; the friends i made all seemed somehow to drift away and only i am left on stage to end the play there are so many songs in me that won't be sung, i feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue, the time has come for me to pay for yesterday when i was young yesterday, when i was young, so many happy songs were waiting to be sung, so many wayward pleasures lay in store for me and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see, i ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out, i never stopped to think what life was all about and every conversation i can now recall concerned itself with me and nothing else at all
最終更新： 2020-09-03
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