IMPENDING STORMS
Believe me experience is thename for life
This you gain after each challenege in ilfe
A man's face is not onlyan index of his mind but experience
A woman face is an index of her aspirations, desire and dreams
Desiresgive birth to hopeand hope createsfuture
Hopeistherefore the refusge against failure and despire
Remember always, every idea has hidden opportunites
An idea without challenge andopportunity is no idea at all
However, rich and wealthyone might be
No one can buy backhis past gone by
Beware;When silencegoes into silent mode
It isa sign of lull before impending storms.
For effectively gravitatingone's life journey
Pre-requisites are; dreams. Imagination and foresight
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