Trial say hello to error.
Destiny plays it's part.
Together they make music, no art.
Apart, separated, alone.
All of which remain synonyms for the Impossible.
Success is never guarenteed, the percentage is unknown.
Failure is to common, the ying improbable.
Everything shrouded in black. Nothing. Question.
Effort never put to waste,
At least if you learn a lesson.
Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 12:01 PM UTC
Trial say hello to error.
Destiny plays it's part.
Together they make music, no art.
Apart, separated, alone.
All of which remain synonyms for the Impossible.
Success is never guarenteed, the percentage is unknown.
Failure is to common, the ying improbable.
Everything shrouded in black. Nothing. Question.
Effort never put to waste,
At least if you learn a lesson.
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