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ILLUMINATE

Life is boring, Born to super starring. Illuminate. Thangs gotta turn around. Really can't wait. Miracle happens every tym. Culd be our turn. Better life screaming, where it's damn hard to find a gud wife. All we lead, life in nigh. Fortune denial. What culd we do but stay true. Staying more true, saying more truths. Wish the youth truthful, fruitful. Beautiful the future 🔮 looks. Journey in time, on the treak of time. Doing time. Searching for fortune and fame. Tame, who do you blame. Mama called him Cloudnine, among all name's. Elation, superb emotions of extremely happiness destination in the sky. on high.
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Written by
cloudnine-fairmane-c-9-fm
28 / M / Nigeria
Published
Apr 28, 2023
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23·105
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Agony of life

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#life#illumination#miracle#happiness#fortune#wife#destination#cloudnine
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