Lucky breaks, walks in the park, sunny and bright, heads above the common.You create your own reality because in your world, it is of importance. NEW YEAR, NEW YOU! Teachers or students, hope for more, work for more, write, for time and space.Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use.The possibilities are endless.. Reasons Why.Can we start:Buddhist Vision. ENGLISH words, for the wise.
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I fall, I rise, I make mistakes, I live, I learn, I've been hurt but I'm alive. I'm human, I'm not perfect but I'm thankful.Lucky breaks, walks in the park, sunny and bright, heads above the common.Teachers or students, hope for more, work for more, write, for time and space.Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use.The possibilities are endless.. Reasons Why.Can we start:Buddhist Vision. ENGLISH words, for the wise.Just Saying.Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow.
Lucky breaks, walks in the park, sunny and bright, heads above the common.You create your own reality because in your world, it is of importance. NEW YEAR, NEW YOU! Just Saying.Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow.
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