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*****KNOWLEDGE*****


 *****KNOWLEDGE*****

That mindset that has the zest for cognition


Should be nurtured and nursed with positivity and creativity


Tommorow may spit out outcomes of great and meritocracy


Nothing pulchritudinous comes by chance it sprang forth from earnestness and tenacity


Water down that minds

Be ye strong enough.


     ™© Brown

Proff, Pharmacist and Poet

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