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Desires Still Far From Hands
Every being must be captivated by something what else draws so much passion if not football? Watch me scream and dance as I give my all. Colours show emotions and personality purity and stain best observed when white consisting of others combined in a flight. The future is clear of what is to become of me greatness and power as ordained by Nature’s oracle would be fully expressed to give life a miracle. I preach absolution, I reject mediocrity it is best when foot prints are carved in excellence leaving for the upcoming a remarkable visual lens. I’m a strong believer of ruthless pragmatism though balanced by virtues so feminine so that with any, I can wine and dine. So much to be done, especially in my origin a quick scan and tears are shed for Nigeria so broke and needy for such a fertile area. Crude ideas in me burn and try to be refined, working with all I’ve got to reach the stars but time ticks slowly, not wanting to pass. My hands are trembling, my head is desperate mind in copyright to such diversity from Da Vinci still not there yet makes it completely itchy.
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