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Wrong

i've been wrong so many times i remember when i was a kid at night when i went to bed i used to think there was a monster in my room then i would call my dad to come in and calm my nerves but after puberty i came to realise that it was only my own imagination there was a time when i thought i was truly loved and there was a time when i thought people hated me like they resented my whole being at times i was right,and other times i was wrong people may not be who you think they are for instance,who do you know would have thought that Emmanuel would make it to the University of D'Salaam our instincts are most of the times wrong men's insticts are short of the understanding of destiny

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