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The ultimate joy of life, Without strife, A virtue, A necessity, Hard work. We think we are the masters of our fates, It creates impatience. Nip the fumes of impatience in the bud, Endure and be tolerant, Don't get worked up, Have patience. You need it in abundance, To be a good parent, A perfect teacher, A likeable boss, All modes of life. Patience is the hallmark of the righteous, So restrain your anger, Forgive others, Avoid snap judgements, Very difficult but we can. Without patience wisdom becomes foolishness, Success turns to defeat.
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Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
Patience
The ultimate joy of life, Without strife, A virtue, A necessity, Hard work. We think we are the masters of our fates, It creates impatience. Nip the fumes of impatience in the bud, Endure and be tolerant, Don't get worked up, Have patience. You need it in abundance, To be a good parent, A perfect teacher, A likeable boss, All modes of life. Patience is the hallmark of the righteous, So restrain your anger, Forgive others, Avoid snap judgements, Very difficult but we can. Without patience wisdom becomes foolishness, Success turns to defeat.
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Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 1:30 PM UTC
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