Tip 3:   Coding Don’t Cut It Anymore

You can’t love me 
If you don’t love yourself 
I’m an extension of you 
A reflection in the marrow 
~Trace~

Against the descending sun the battlements were dark and clean-lined, while to the east, where the uninhibited light poured slantwise, the strange landscape shouted with color.

You can decide that no matter what is happening around you, the sun will always be shining in your world. Or you can decide that your world is always going to be a cold, dark place.

Written By Russell Simmons

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