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I was in my inn room, suddenly I heard a knock on the door, "who is it?" I asked in a very low tone. I was scared because I was feeling lonely in the whole house.  I couldn't hold my breath. The thought of

(Tears overflowing, panting heavily, mucus running down her nostrils, fast breathing,  chest heating, butterflies in her belly, overwhelming sadness, sorrow. Pain to release a loved baby. Pain to let go of

"Men see me but don't know the true me. It comes like a rushing wind, Men see me but don't see my mind My heart is set ablaze like one ignited by fire,

The music is playing, the drummer is ready,  what should he be playing on? The situation is beyond the rhythm yet every music must have rhythm the way you play it, the way you dance it. I heard the tune of

I was  on my own when the mind wind began to blossom, suddenly the rushing wind, it kept coming and going. I had to stand on my ground but it blew again I flung  away, I found myself at the other side.

It is not good to walk on valley, the water flowing area, alas you can trade on hill. River line areas most time slippery but it's admirable cool coexistence no doubt recreation suites.  The

Today we are going to see how difficulties and challenges define our success. Follow us step by step on the beat without missing any point.  Do you know?