Days are like pages in a book which is life. Every chapter begins in the morning and ends at night. Every year is a new book but most of us write a similar story. With out intent we throw past works in a repository. We breath life into others passions. While we choke ours day by day. We barely supply enough rations. Until our dreams fade away. Overwhelmed by the hours in a day. So much to do, so much to say. Giving up is easy when the ink is heavy on your pages. Dip that pen once again and write a story for the ages.
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