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Slept back, idle, without any care, never, I comp my hair, which is rare Yawning, stretching, laying about, pillows, night cloths, out no doubt. As lazy holiday just going away by, no endeavor to make good, a try Shouted at house maid for food, But the ****** dish is no good Should possibly move a little bit, but my structure frozen where I sit. Tomorrow at work, no new friend; For now I relax with an empty mind ! BY MADONNA WILLIAM
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:03 PM UTC
An idle mind is a workshop of a devil
Slept back, idle, without any care, never, I comp my hair, which is rare Yawning, stretching, laying about, pillows, night cloths, out no doubt. As lazy holiday just going away by, no endeavor to make good, a try Shouted at house maid for food, But the ****** dish is no good Should possibly move a little bit, but my structure frozen where I sit. Tomorrow at work, no new friend; For now I relax with an empty mind ! BY MADONNA WILLIAM
The message of my above poem: An idle mind is a workshop of a devil. Your valuable time must be converted into moments of action for real success in life. Idleness may lead one nowhere. - MADONNA WILLIAM
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:03 PM UTC
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