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The gallpos of time is a reminder of its fleeting passage. But its path it leaves behind moments that once mundane become lifeline.
A treasure often taken for granted - peace. If ever in doubt, ask yourself..is the fee for one's own freedom a burden or rather an awakening into our truest beings
The motherland carries a reputation embedded in victorious triumpth yet the systems that once chained continue to reflect shortfalls that must be mediated. Even in football.
Dry soil bear no fruit, in which case, if your garden appears feeble and lame, start over.
If the shoe fits, take the leap into your own destinity, no matter how lonesome it may be.
A reflection of the biggest shift in modern history. I am glad we made it though!
