tribualtions

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By michelle hoult

Change is inevitable the fate of which no choice ageless wisdom beckons The blueprint of my soul will see the awe the future The cosmic down of change with heart shaped cross to bear for witness it for all Tribulations of our own is the process of transformation. We must keep moving onward for that there is no doubt take change in hand and cross it. Inevitability of change and acceptance which proceeds Still fears our own insecurities the challenge of wisdom.

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