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Imagination

Life is about your imagination and what you do with it. 

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 Well I started this blog because my friend had started her blog and it made her happy so I thought why not?

I honestly didn't know what to name my blog so I sat down and thought about it. Then I got it. A lotus is a unique, beautiful flower and I thought why not use that in your blog? As you can see the more you think about it, the harder it might be. This is just my understanding. Yours could be different. Anyway I got the name of my blog and now I wonder, what's it gonna be about? 

It's gonna be about any thing I love and I feel like I should share with the world soo....
I think that is that about my first post. I might not post regularly but I'll honestly try to so thanks for reading. Byeeeeeee💙💙💙
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  1. OurVoice25 June 2019 at 14:29

    I'm so proud. I wish you all the very best, my doling. May the Lord favour you and grant unto success in all your endeavours. I also pray you get many views and you encourage and bless many people's lives. In Jesus Name. AMEN!!!!!!!!!! Love you dearie

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    1. Manieeee24 November 2019 at 16:12

      Thanks so much my love. Amin and thank you for all the prayers. You are an amazing person who Allah sent into my life and I'm extremely grateful for that. May God continue to shower his blessings, love and protection on your soul darling. Love youuuuu💜

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