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Mar 2020
We all just get one shot at this thing called life.
When we are treated unfairly, let us continue striding forth with greater resolve and a deeper sense of purpose.
When our wings are clipped, let us take time out to tend to our wounds until they are healed.
And once we feel right as rain again, let us endeavor to boldly soar high and higher than ever before until we are at one with the eagle who from its ideal vantage point high above the earth surveys the dazzling variety of life below with an enviable glint of supreme self-assuredness in its eyes.
I wonder: were we all to approach the storms and valleys of our lives with that same swagger and braggadocio, would any obstacle really be too daunting to stand in our way?

The End
Written by
Lloyd Elipokea
96
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