It’s not always popular to be right..the majority deems to always be right..
the naked eye is inadequate for learning..there is always
more to it, the blind also see...
the difference between a good hitter and an average hitter ain't visible..only a matter of record…
reach for the standards are of set outcomes..for character counts...
why don't you know that you used to know that life always
wants us to achieve our destiny...
knowing what you do makes you say what to do..for we become of what we do..
as always, ain't there nothing out of something..of expectation is of norm…
the principle of favourability..the beginners luck..
When preparedness meets opportunity as of preparing for the worst and hope for the best..
Stay for the course, its time to face facts..scale like a fish, it's a fact as of an experience...
excuses are tools of incompetence..used to be a mindedness of nothingness…
I see them cracks and I'm the liar, took the crack, and built the wire…
everything proper where there is no propaganda..of a reasonable rate..
We contribute to belong..where people at, money at...
no matter how much we have, it’s never enough..
money doesn't matter only to those who have..
the sense of absence is in the presence..
numbers don't lie..
catching up, always something new..the trends always tend…
multi dimensional and colourful..inclusion is an imperative...
stay in the game, it might seem as a tall statement, but its base on data...
them zebras seem cool, and no one knows what they do...
influential necks morals..never of mutual but for some of us…
chasing my work? trace your tracks..
Acquire, maintain, increase, demonstrate..of growth
principality…
using information of people on their accounts..one man stats, another man's assets..
always keen to keep up..have to own up, always on the warm up…
keen to records,super visions..heads' algorithm alert on high…
underrate to appreciate..as x-ray is x-rated…
used to reproof, a correction as of a guideline...
pledged to the future, expectations as of it’s prediction...
but the friction of fiction..a fantasy diction...
a wrecked graph, the graphic gravity...
for to an artist, a mistake is the soluble for a master
piece…
if they don't exist, either of extinct, they insist.
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