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My Life
Sometimes the flow is smooth, progressive. At others, like a stream that ripples, making waves at a pebble-throw, my life takes on an attractive shade of a different reality. It is not tailor-made; it is not always order, a set routine, or a robot like mechanism. Thrown out of gear by unexpected, welcome visits of dearly loved friends, kith and kin, my home often changes into a paradise cove on this side of the earth, its glow reaching afar making all my tomorrows bright and beautiful. Like the occasional bumps that make the ride significant, the journey of my life too with its ups and downs, adrift on the stream of time becomes more fulfilling, never losing its vital joy, a gift unsurpassable from my Father in Heaven. First Place
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