Carried out by strength of mind,pushed forward by strength of body,moving on by strength of soul,grasped by sanity,never giving up. Playful woes of tranquility wander around,and float in your face,teasing you,taking you to a different time an place,all while fate is slapping you in the face. Wakeful hours of bliss and happiness are no match for the lasting impression of the day
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