Roses have natural defense,
It does not prick when handled with care,
Its colours are a warm reflection of pure love.
If you are looking for a rose without thorns, clearly it's not a rose you are looking for.
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"You can see their true colors in the fruit they bear."
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Choice ... is a road that free will travels often, yet to always collect a toll.
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Love is an artist, painting souls with colors unseen by casual observers. - Aloo Denish Obiero
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In the dead of winter
I walk the college campus
With a spring in my step
And a thirst for knowledge
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A book is not just a collection of pages; it's a treasure trove and an archive of endless possibilities. - Aloo Denish Obiero
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Phichali wali ramayan Mai vanar mere lanka thera door ram naam se kiye par abhi jananu na January June ley chaley patal.chopies
Aghori mhabharamnad
Jan janam
Feb javani
March Monday
April startday
May Monday
June Shani var
July holiday
August Muni eklavya vanvar
September month mouth shut
Otuber old
Navmber ready to pack Shani varkana
December cold death
Aghori mhabharamnad
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I heard a bird singing in the morn' on a bitter cold winter day- it was so sweet and magical.
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When it rains I walk out the door instead of sitting indoors,
Choosing to drench myself with a promise of cold.
All but to find solace in the gentle embrace of liquid poetry.
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"History is more than a collection of facts...it's about people," Emile Pinet.
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Some relationships are blissful and lukewarm, and some relationships rotate cold.
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Color has a soul that sparks imagination
and awakens your muse and creativity.
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Poetry is the colosseum I have yet had an audience to. I desire the battle, but have not been confirmed a warrior yet by any means
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"A curious thing I’ve observed in life, in the world. There is a profound duality that exists. A rule of twos: Yin and yang, hot and cold, light and dark." from the poem "Twos" by Max Burchett
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"Fresh rain a gift it leaves, a blending of primary colors on a canvas of blue background. God's blessing."
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“A bouquet of spring color adorns natures breast,
seductive banquet for flickering wings.”
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~ no one can feel poor ... if we color the day yellow ~ Anne-Lise Andresen
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When life rains on you, you can either shiver in the cold or enjoy jumping up and down the muddy puddles outside. :-)
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Collaboration enables us to pool our resources, to learn from each other, and to collectively solve problems.
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I am driven by a profound belief in taking meaningful actions that advance the wellbeing of humanity and his environment; and I believe that each individual has a role to play regardless of the level, capacity, or sector involved, for we all share this collective responsibility. ~ Aloo Denish
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When great minds collides
A new generation is born.
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"Reality is a canvas, and we are the painters. We choose the colors of our existence and the brushstrokes that shape our destiny."
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Labor Day is a day to recognize the dignity of work and the contributions of working people to our society. Dedicated to no single man, sect or class, Labor Day celebrates the tireless collective efforts of all individuals striving to make our nation a better place for us, our children, and future generations. The farmer and the businessperson, the civil servant, the private sector worker, all the workers..... let us honor their selfless service irrespective of their class or background. ~ Aloo
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Embrace your uniqueness and let it shine through. People will appreciate you for who you are, not for who you are trying to be. Be confident in yourself and trust that the right people will come into your life and accept you just as you are. Don't waste time trying to fit in or be like someone else, you were created to be your own person with your own set of strengths and weaknesses. So, show your true colors and let the world see the real you.
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You don't need to change color to blends in someone's world.
Try to show your true color and they will be the one attracted by it.
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"God's pretty colors paint a pretty day for us to enjoy."
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Poetry is painting, not with lines and shapes and colors, but with words.
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" The tissues of the life to be we weave with Colours all our own, and in the Fields Of Destiny we reap as we have sown "
- R. J. Campbell
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" We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The Mystic Chords of Memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better Angels of our Nature" -Abe Lincoln
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Zafar Supari killer uses People around
us against us for example our colleagues, relatives,friends and family members to finish us.
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