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Life is beautifully designed
Crafted with handsome hands
It goes on no matter what happens.

Interestingly,
We laugh at ourselves to the core
With tears of Joy
We tease each other too
Correcting the minor mistakes we'd made
Knowing that there's no easy way out

“Simple”
You inspire me to know how wealthy that means
And I don't want to see defeat
Because things got complicated and tough
But you also believe that conditions aren't permanent
That the situations only get better with hard work
A walk in the Livingstone Park

 













Prodigy,
Having confidence with complements
I see that in your eye all the time
I see how tender your heart can be
You’re tenacious with a touch of softness

Grace
I share in your all
You radiate wisdom in its glory
I'm a catalyst for progress
Thus, believing in every step of the way
I'll be here 
You'll be here too

So let's keep marching on in life
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Location: Lusaka, Zambia

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