dear mora, i today feel you are my most precious jewel,my pink diamond,my strength,my hope.my…
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Say not the struggle naught availeth, The labour and the wounds are vain, The enemy faints not, nor faileth, And as things have been they remain. If hopes…
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Out of the night that covers me,Black as the Pit from pole to pole,I thank whatever gods may beFor my unconquerable soul.In the fell…
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i promise not to be a victim of circumstances…not to wallow in self pity or misery,and understanding that human essence is beyond success’s and…