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Many kicks, many pains to battle
Mummy complains; “please be gentle”.
You make me beat my chest; “am the man”
You are my future number one plan.
Lemme go on to catch a grenade;
Love I got for you will never fade…
Allow good genes translates sweet berries
A future without you is barren…
Can’t wait to hear you call me daddy
Call mummy too, she is gladden.
Motivation’s inspiration Life has its up and down templates Journey through the lessons it thought Makes one know they weren’t that bad. Motivation’s inspiration I…
Journey of life takes me to a place Where life is calm and peaceful Though, sometimes grasses go dry But once the rains comes they…
When three ropes Are tied together It becomes stronger The sky, air and soil Are filled with glows And treasures of all kinds The beauty…
I am a cell That often sail From abortions And its portions You were the maid Ripped into shreds Triggered I swarm Away from shams…
Sweetness.
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