Now the world has gone to bed, Darkness won't engulf my head, I can see by infrared, How I hate the night.  Now I lay me down to sleep, Try to count electric sheep, Sweet dream wishes you can keep, How I hate the night.  -Marvin

We're all alive. We're all health. These are the good times.

I might show it to you, but you'd never see it. The privilege isn't given to every one; it's not enviable. It has never been seen by a young, happy, innocent person like you. You must have suffered first, have suffered greatly, have gained some miserable knowledge. In that way your eyes are opened to it.

Every man is a teacher
But not all can be good ones

Written By Kenneth Chinedu Martins

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