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No Battle,No Glory

With every breath there's an abounding grace, with every moment an appointed place, with every hope there is a fear to face, with every race there is a certain pace. there is no trial if there is no attempt, there is no rise if there was no descent, and where opposition is often met, there is the place our efforts be well spent. Without such resistance no man can become stronger for he has not learnt how to stand much less knows he how to conquer. so whenever faced with times like these let the thought your spirit please that you wouldnt be where you are if you never crossed rough seas.

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Date: 1/21/2013 3:18:00 AM
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Date: 1/21/2013 4:31:00 AM
thanx alot David.
Date: 1/14/2013 3:36:00 PM
Naldeem welcome to the soup, I like the way you crafted this piece but if I may say I would not list it as blank verse, ' blank ' is the last thing it is...David
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