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MY JOURNEY AS A CHILD by Richie Kharis

I came into the world with my hands folded. Yet they welcomed me with laughter and danced the sorrow away for tomorrow. Soon, I could no longer walk with my four legs, I became a little star, running around the field with two legs. I sat inside a rolling box as we journeyed to the east not bold to tell anything about the strong black feet on-road miles I could only ask why the other stars ate with their fingers stained because I was born with a golden nail. Sooner or later, days turn into years,

Life

Image of the word life

Be strong you are the best of your kind

Neva give up pain is a dream

World of humans

Exhibiting the nature, the natural aspect of the world 🌍

What the Nigerian laws say about Rape

Rape is a very grievous offence and it is frowned at by the law. The definition of Rape, the necessary ingredients that constitute the offence of Rape that the prosecution must prove to ground the conviction of an accused are all covered in the essay

The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

The flower

The flower of nature beauty in our life....

The Top Life Hacks to Treat Foot Pain and Aches

Aches and pains in the feet are not uncommon and can lead to a variety of symptoms. Heel spurs are a common problem that starts as a minor pain that may progress to becoming unbearable.

The race of life

I ran on other peoples lane, Passed their opposition's, and even did get fame. I ran through till the end, Kept steady with a pace, never knew it wasn't my place. I ran swiftly until the finish line, With smiles on my face feeling fine. I ran thinking it was my time, But of course the reward wasn't mine. now I realise the time I'd wasted, so sad but good I've tasted. I'll run again, But this time on my lane, Not minding the pain from yesterday. I'll run again, Not for the fame, No matter the pain

The Night Calls

The Healthy Life

God is my health

The reality of life

The one who rises after a fall is much stronger than the one who never fell.

Life

Goal

Childhood, the best period of life

Child and childhood can never be back

Life In The Wilds: Beautiful and peaceful

This design displays life in the wilds featuring nature, wild animals, waterfalls, hills, birds flying in the sky, the early morning rising sun, and all the trappings of nature that makes it alluring and enchanting. Oh, I forgot to mention the beautiful pregnant woman relaxing on mountain enjoying the quietness of nature. Unfortunately, I leave in the city, far away from any semblance of nature. Creating this design is my way of escaping into the world I love and desire to retire to one day. It gives me joy to just look at the pictures, I hope you feel the same way too.

In the small world a lot happens

Dragon fly feasting on an insect

The Epitome of Peace

It was an energy draining day when I went out of our house, emotionally empty. Life's been boring and painful that everything i see and look at seems a pain in my ass. The feeling's still familiar to me, quite hopeless and mournful, but I didn't expect that what came up to my sight, above with the billion stars invisible at my eyes, I could found peace that healed my worries in life. Only if you marvels at the wonders that it holds, you'll find the inner peace and life insights that only you can understand. As to share this healing tips and wit I gain from the nature, I hope you'll find the beauty and peace you deserve. Hope all your worries will wash away. Hope you'll see the epitome of life's beauty in the depths of the blue-skies above us.

Multiple Sclerosis

Multiple sclerosis (MS) is a condition that can affect the brain and spinal cord, causing a wide range of potential symptoms, including problems with vision, arm or leg movement, sensation or balance. It's a lifelong condition that can sometimes cause serious disability, although it can occasionally be mild.

Hope for... beautiful things will happen in life after changing the season.. I am waiting.. someone.

Hope

THE CHILDREN OF WORLD - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS POETRY

The tears of a child, the pain of a mother! A heart full of memories of a dead father!