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The DREAM never keeps your word If you play with it, A tree produces a thousand seeds Into fruits, Numberless lives in sleep can be stirred At anytime. The tree drops the mature fruits Upon the ground, The wind leads them to sleep and To stand up like the newborn babies, If the tree had a hand keeping the fruit In the sun and not dropped it, The seed couldn't get a new journey. Do work honestly without any self-interest: Believe the WORK you are doing, Never STOP in thinking of RESULT.
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Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
Karma
The DREAM never keeps your word If you play with it, A tree produces a thousand seeds Into fruits, Numberless lives in sleep can be stirred At anytime. The tree drops the mature fruits Upon the ground, The wind leads them to sleep and To stand up like the newborn babies, If the tree had a hand keeping the fruit In the sun and not dropped it, The seed couldn't get a new journey. Do work honestly without any self-interest: Believe the WORK you are doing, Never STOP in thinking of RESULT.
ujjal-mandal
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29/M/Ganguria, WB, India
Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 12:28 AM UTC
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