We can't always expect great things just because one is capable of.
At the end it's always one's choice that matters, even if they aren't capable of.

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SUN RISES THE SAME EVEN UNTO THE CLOUDY SKIES.

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Embrace the truths, even the worst ones. Know that these tribulations only make it more interesting to live. Though painstaking, interesting!
Don't fear ending up heart broke or financially broke or simply lost. It's from the greatest loss that anything worth has ever been born. All other easy things just add to those mundane things in the world.

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I've seen the shimmer
Of hope slip forever
I've known this fever
And it's lasting terror
Lived longer now
I'd dare skip a bow

I've lived lives before
Both fame and even gore
Have dreamt of being free
But am stuck in the spree
Glued to this shit
Am no longer fit

If you want to kill me
Better be a throats slit
Even a poisoned booze
But am slave with noose!
Slaving while you party
Hell with hierarchy!

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You aren't great.

If that isn't a reason for you to start working,
I don't know what is!

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Even valid reasons that keep you from achieving goals are actually excuses that keep you from evolving stronger.

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The problem with people is that they think they can divulge justice properly. They think they understand everyone, even the antagonist. They don't, they are usually blinded. Raged by their beastly instincts, they dispense their own judgements, without second thoughts. This happens in something as simple as our relationships with friends, children, relatives and partners and also in situations like heckling, delivering hate speeches, hate messages on media, mob lynching and police encounters. Fair trial for everyone is for a civil society, not for us.

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When your version of equality is to be able to repeat the wrong that the privileged are entitled to, you transmute yourselves to absolute rubbish.

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THE FATED

This drear gloom of twilight
That's bid a goodnight
These sheer loom of barren lands
Longing to unfurl it's demands

Beyond the extents
Of profound human intents
A love ridded heart
And a hatred that it's thwarted

Came forth a likeness
To delve only in darkness
Content in ghastly plight
To exist with no proper sight

Light failed long ago
When his wants were forgone
Will it's peer cater his needs
Or will it drag him down to heels

From when he will be maimed
By its mere gothic remains
These lands will witness
A man whose grown wisest

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Could we run out of breath,
Trying to push in at life's behest
Or drain out all our wealth,
Slaving to forge it on life's hearth.
Could we run short of love,
Longing to have it in return.
Could we run out of glory,
Boozing up in it all the while.
Even if we did,
Could we bear life with no memories
Of stories, songs, these skies and seas.
Should we bear any of those grievous bouts,
When nature's bromides never runs out.

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