Wishing too much
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A little birdie whispered to me that Winds of Change have started to blow in my country. Turbulence is obvious. Some are trying to build strong walls to stop the fresh air while others are trying to erect the windmills of growth.
A little birdie whispered to me that Winds of Change have started to blow in my country. Turbulence is obvious. Some are trying to build strong walls to stop the fresh air while others are trying to erect the windmills of growth.
