Nawekulo

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That there is always more to learn, stories to uncover, and layers to what is going on. As I was growing up, things appeared very clearly to me. Life was a series of black and whites, solutions were binary. As I get older, this mirage has slowly faded and I am now faced with the nuances and complexities that color life. And the more I learn, the more there seems to exist. The more of the world I get exposed to, the smaller I seem, in the grand scheme of things. Certainty suddenly feels more like a foreign concept whilst change (funny enough) appears to be the word of the day.

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There is no rest for the wicked,

There is no rest for the wicked,

There is no rest for the wicked….

Am I wicked?

Does the sound of my voice fill you with dread?

There is no rest for the wicked,

There is no rest for the wicked,

There is no rest for the wicked…

Am I wicked?

I tried to sleep last night,

I tossed and turned, with little success.

There is no rest for the wicked.

n.w.g

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Nawekulo

Nawekulo

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