I'd wanted a Yoruba for a wife, but i became increasingly passionate for a non Yoruba. I planned being a successful Engineer, but i get sickened each day by crafts and became so zealous after social and behavioural sciences.I loved to go safe and thread carefully, but now i'm weird and fired up about taking risks and getting things done.Somebody is at work, melting and moulding me.Who is He destroying my preconcieved ideas and giving me a taste according to His?
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