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it is when I didn't try that I failed, for in trying is emerald richness, a rich coat of lavish paint on life canvas, those who dragged themselves out of iron habit and made the run, breathing each step as a drop, and in keen awareness gently match the heart's beat to earth's vigour, to feel blood throbbing within, to find oneself is enough, to try is to be one with the invincible gods...
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
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it is when I didn't try that I failed, for in trying is emerald richness, a rich coat of lavish paint on life canvas, those who dragged themselves out of iron habit and made the run, breathing each step as a drop, and in keen awareness gently match the heart's beat to earth's vigour, to feel blood throbbing within, to find oneself is enough, to try is to be one with the invincible gods...
snehith-kumbla
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 8:36 AM UTC
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