ages of time, cease nothing than a day in the
sun, night comes after the day as the rain pour out
from the sky, always find the shelter of droplets of
pebble in the running stream and each day will
become the turning point of your existence
joy and pain twin your destiny, the beginning of
your stay, is nothing but a rainbow of the shadow
in every swing of the wind in the tree, never be
afraid to walk; all are just a paddle of where your
step will be free; be the start to play and God will
lead each day for you to choose the perfect way
as the ages collapse and the dawn is waiting, sweat
tears started to fall into the ground, all wanted
to call and a little prayer whisper in lips devour, the
venue has started to swing hiding the treasure, you
have been belong
moist all the pages of your life, as the towering
dream of aspiration will come like lightning in the
midst of a sunny day, thundering volt shower in the
desert sun of hope, where a dunes of sand turn into
a golden spring in your life
forward, the end wouldn’t stop the pain of the past,
it settles down to a great stay and lives the chances to
change into a powerful new self to live........
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