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The blessings of sowing Lies in the season of harvesting A time of sweat and sweet A moment of pain and joy The season of difficulties serves as input To the period of reaping. Tears give birth to smiles Acclaiming the hands of time. The second is uncertain of the next. The winking of the eyelashes determines The involuntary moment no one speaks of. Who determines the next click of fate? Recalling the yesterday gives birth of today. The pregnant one rejoices over the future. Who knows the dangers of tomorrow? Only the omnipotent.
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Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 12:57 PM UTC
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The blessings of sowing Lies in the season of harvesting A time of sweat and sweet A moment of pain and joy The season of difficulties serves as input To the period of reaping. Tears give birth to smiles Acclaiming the hands of time. The second is uncertain of the next. The winking of the eyelashes determines The involuntary moment no one speaks of. Who determines the next click of fate? Recalling the yesterday gives birth of today. The pregnant one rejoices over the future. Who knows the dangers of tomorrow? Only the omnipotent.
Uzo
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M/Lagos
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 12:57 PM UTC
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