A Work Still In Progress
Starting alone in a world at war with itself,battling with our demons everyday in our
journey. Every morning facing a new opponent,saddness,despair or misery. Most we win, few
we lost,others we live to fight another day to begin. Soon they will pass.As troubles
won't last,so we could wake up each morning with a grin. Being positive and seizing the
day is one of the seeds we sow. So when harvest time comes we have a lot to show.Always
being Optimistic is the one way to cope. So in this journey call life we have a reason to
hope.
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