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Hope is a thing with feathers
That perishes in the soul
And sings a tune without worlds
And never stops at all
And sweetest in the gale, is heard
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That keeps so many warm
I have heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea
Yet, never, in extremity
It asks a crumb of me.
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alfred ibulu jr
alfred ibulu jr, Male, 21, Nigeria- Rivers State.
A native of kaliabiama-bonny.
Director of RYLO Equality Partnership
i believe that this life is meant for a purpose, once you discovered it, pursue it with all course...., i dream to be an innovative speaker and serve the world as much as i can.
willingness
ready to learn and adapt to all problems
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