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Sometimes you have no reason to stay, and realize that's a perfect argument to go. And that taking an entirely new way, is the sore but single method to grow. If you're washed-on abeyance's bight, and you feel decision's heavy heft: To choose the left where nothing's right, or go to the right where nothing's left. Remember it matters not where you proceed, or which mountain you want to ascend. It does not matter whether you succeed, it is the journey that matters in the end.
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
Journey to happiness
Sometimes you have no reason to stay, and realize that's a perfect argument to go. And that taking an entirely new way, is the sore but single method to grow. If you're washed-on abeyance's bight, and you feel decision's heavy heft: To choose the left where nothing's right, or go to the right where nothing's left. Remember it matters not where you proceed, or which mountain you want to ascend. It does not matter whether you succeed, it is the journey that matters in the end.
CarinaS
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 11:08 AM UTC
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