ORACLE OF A DUMB SEER
you don't need to walk in the rain to know how chilling it is nor should you walk on thorns to understand pain all you need is to open your gates and sit by and watch to see all and sundry walk by some littering, some caring, others with burdens, heaving many with pains, smiling and what's sweet with life if not the unknown called tomorrow? is a prophesy unforetold still a prophesy or it gets reduced to a hunch and it's fulfilment mere chance?
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