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How the Blind See


In this modern time the best is treated as the worst.For image is nothing unless money is in the pocket.Yes money unveils the inner evil of some.Who helps when you really need it.For snakes and ladder is the name of the game.You either get checked for a cheque or get checked for your mate.Honesty is frowned upon while the good they say suffers for the works of the bad.Rat race with even the winner left to cry.People remaining blind never using up the minds eye.Vanity is vain and true happiness can only be if love is expressed to its highest degree.As we move around in a chaos state,friction is promised as perfect balance looms.For life is simple as that inhalation of air.Cowards made out to be brave because they insight fear.#13wisedome#
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