i asked da wat he thinks i will do from here...
he said i will be sad...but i will get up.

Once, a boxer...a very young boxer got into the ring...e inexperienced him thought...well...y not just try...for all u noe i cld beat e opponent...but he harboured little hope as the opponent was a seasoned player...he steadied himself...e gentlemanly opponent waiting for e young boxed to start...the first blow by the young boxer hit air...the opponent then dealt him a punch...e young boxer stood still...he did not fall to e ground...by now the experienced boxer had already turned his back and started off the ring saying, 'young one, you understand little of this world...u may leave now...before u get hurt further' and e experienced boxer went into recluse...wat he failed to see was that the young boxer never left the ring...that young boxer is me...e ring is da's world which is known to me...e recluse is his secrets and da is e experienced boxer...

in my checklist of time...this is an event tt is over and dealt with...an inner voice...(God? my imagination? instincts?) tells me tt my experiences with da are not over...

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