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Forgive yourself and fellows, When footing has been lost; One's fall from grace is torment, The second has a cost; Of flesh and blood you still remain, Yet own your every err; Accept the past you cannot change, Confess that you were there; Set right the things that tend to slip Post-stumble, fall, or break; Mend the wounds with loving hands, That none are left to ache; Lucid men are forged in fire, Adepts are those who learn -- Without trial, sans blunder, Success is not of our concern; Decay takes to dusty wings, But is down truly ever out? Arise, for failure comes to those, Only those, who sit and lie in doubt; Forthward.
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 6:16 PM UTC
It's Not How We Fall
Forgive yourself and fellows, When footing has been lost; One's fall from grace is torment, The second has a cost; Of flesh and blood you still remain, Yet own your every err; Accept the past you cannot change, Confess that you were there; Set right the things that tend to slip Post-stumble, fall, or break; Mend the wounds with loving hands, That none are left to ache; Lucid men are forged in fire, Adepts are those who learn -- Without trial, sans blunder, Success is not of our concern; Decay takes to dusty wings, But is down truly ever out? Arise, for failure comes to those, Only those, who sit and lie in doubt; Forthward.
Certain words are intended to be bolded: Forgive [first line], Own [sixth line], Set right [ninth line], Learn [14th line], and Forthward [final line].
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Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 6:16 PM UTC
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