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MY hUB


Do you know about My Hub? Her world? My love? And why to her I nod? She cried out to me and I ran to her call And she's taught me how to stand and not fall Be Free! feel Free!! She kept on saying to me Even if you fall, you can stand as long as you live. . she's out again in search of the lost young ones Keeping aside her very urgent wants Going as far as high upto the hills Not taking notice of the pain she feels . Campaigning effectively against sexual assault Correcting their mistakes as though it were her fault Bringing hope to whoever she comes across Assuring them that they really don't have everything lost . Day by day her aspirations for them heightens If only she could have them will her soul lighten Plunging deeper gathering all that has been scattered Known as great because she assumed the role of a father . An alterego and embodiment of excellence A coalition of great minds without pretence The mother of great entrepreneurs A down to the earth skill hewer . Giving birth to youths with great dexterity Working towards the happiness of her posterity Never brackish to skill acquisition Here she stands, eager to make a nation . Hardwork Diligence and humility are her value Her intense desire to bring up the teens as better youths Her ears in anticipation of their voice not minding the distance And her arms open wide to them for an embrace that gets them relaxed . She is love She is my hub She is 9ineteen hub She is 9inteen works training
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