My Story - Poem by Marcus Dandridge
When winds blow, and seasons change.
Life in and in itself gets rearranged
when troubles affect you
we as human beings must learn to live and
But also as human beings, we
tend to go a little on the wild side
causing s great deal of chaos and
destruction mixed with confusion.
That's why we must continue
to push on past life's challenges
so we can get better, and live in
total peace and tranquility.
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