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Finally, finally, you see life was not meant to be easy Stop counting the ways in which the world forgot to do you a favor You'll be far more proud of all the times you got up when your ribs were crushed Your face shoved in the mud Everything stripped away And you kept on going anyway You have to hit rock bottom before you can make sense of your climb You can only kiss the feet of giants when you have tasted the defeat's sobering red wine.
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
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Finally, finally, you see life was not meant to be easy Stop counting the ways in which the world forgot to do you a favor You'll be far more proud of all the times you got up when your ribs were crushed Your face shoved in the mud Everything stripped away And you kept on going anyway You have to hit rock bottom before you can make sense of your climb You can only kiss the feet of giants when you have tasted the defeat's sobering red wine.
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Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
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