When the cloud of thoughts engulfs my mind, my pen hesitates and I stumble. But still, I scribble and smile.
Push yourself !!!
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I would like to share one of the You tube links which I feel
we should include in our daily exercise, it's really good and helps you gain a muscular
body.
This increase
your endurance too and if you miss one day of workout in gym, try to do this at home - it is a good warm up for your body.
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