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Alaba Saliu
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AMS Love Writing and Telling Stories
AMS Love Writing and Telling Stories

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Loneliness and Depression
Psalm 102:7 I lie
awake; I am like a lonely sparrow on the housetop. Loneliness is a curse
from the fall of man, God never intended for man to be lonely. Often times we
think if we just had someone to be with or spend time with we won't be lonely
but that's...

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This is really funny!!! Goat got a sweet ride to the marketplace
THIS IS REALLY FUNNY!!! THE COOLEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN  In the above video, a goat caught a ride
through the streets of Addis Ababa, Ethiopia on the back of his owner and
someone with a brilliant laugh filmed it and put it on YouTube. So, I decided to pas...

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My mother

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Who sat and watched my infant head:My Mother
As I sat on my bed on the 23/10/2015 at 03: 05, here in Lincoln United Kingdom, I was thinking of writing something down on my notebook as usual. Then, the classic poem I used to recite in my primary school days came to my mind. The poem by Ann Taylor “My M...

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Who sat and watched my infant head:My Mother
As I sat on my bed on the 23/10/2015 at 03: 05, here in Lincoln United Kingdom, I was thinking of writing something down on my notebook as usual. Then, the classic poem I used to recite in my primary school days came to my mind. The poem by Ann Taylor “My M...

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What does the rest of 2015 hold in store for us?
The answers to this question is well written in
the Bible. Find out with daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly reading by meditating
on the word of God in the bible. I know some people believe in
Horoscope but I believe in the Word of God because the Word of G...

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Who sat and watched my infant head ...... My Mama

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My Mother
As I sat on my bed on the 23/10/2015 at 03: 05, here in Lincoln United Kingdom, I was thinking of writing something down on my notebook as usual. Then, the classic poem I used to recite in my primary school days came to my mind. The poem by Ann Taylor “My M...
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