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Making a mistake you can’t bear and just growing old - be the happiest - a poem |
| The spirit for prayer mustn’t ever seem true; Go forth and hide and portend there’s a few. But foul, vicious hammers provoke such debates; With destiny’s glide appear true, happy greats. Games seek indulgences, take careful aim, Long before struggles partake in this blame. The highlights of growing, some healthy mistakes, Voice and show gifts - how evolving life shakes. A context to view higher courage we ask - Advice with those dues and precision to task... The hard climbs and zones buried deep in the mind Produce heavy notions, education designed. |