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Around me, there is this solace like a twilight
With intensity like the tropical Sunlight
When I am down, I believe a break of dawn
Would spring forth through the paths my faith has drawn
I believe tomorrow is as beautiful as the stars
Whether the unsaved tears never dries from my eyes
Challenges are mischievous like Satan’s storm fart
But it carves me, into a wonderful piece of art.
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
The gate was dilatingTen fingers were waitingTo unwrap the presentThe Lord God hath sent...Twenty twenty two,The date was twentiethThat night, Angels sangThe sweetest of melodies.Tangential…
At times I wish I could bragAbout a white greenish flag;Symbolizing endowmentMeant to be inherited… Soil, air and underground Blessed with the best ever foundTrenches…
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
I loved the line “Santan’s storm fart.” Challenges can feel like that at times.
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Hehehehe… And when challenges feel like that some times, the quote “light at the end of the tunnel”; always play out. For our of nothing, comes a solution.
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hummmm
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Bad?
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wonderful! thought provoking
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Okay, I appreciate.
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LOL! Satan’s storm fart!
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You can imagine.. Lol
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