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Aug 2016
Ideas are like the wind
they come and go
like common cold
they come with goals
like ball and post

some we achieve
others we only perceive

but one thing constantly remains
after they have buried our remains

more will perceive
few will achieve

why?

because some will be cowards
and others will be forward

that's how they will exit
and their ideas exist
in a place where ideas are luxuries
just because they refuse to persist.
The Grave yard is the place with the most ideas... Find your purpose and never should you be afraid to live it... Life is short and no second time on earth, make every second count and don't forget to enjoy it, while you are at it.. cos no matter how long you live death must come..
J Aigboje Ohiro
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J Aigboje Ohiro  ABUJA - NIGERIA
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