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Year 19

18 years written into history.

What will happen in year 19 is nothing more than a mystery – as I age on this quest of destiny.

I shall live my life as I should, live the dream for yet another year and say life is good.

A new age ushers in the new era, it’s quite the mystery.

Do I have any predictions? Yes. Going further on this path and doing whatever it takes. I don’t know what to expect, so I expect the unexpected – will this be a year of happiness or tragedy?

Perhaps both, one can never be certain but always can be ready for anything. I’ll be more than ready sooner than later and I would love to demonstrate.

But now as I kick off year 19, I celebrate.

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