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BELIEVE in YOURSELF,
YOU GOT THIS,
DON'T GIVE UP,
JUST STICK TO IT.
DON'T GIVE IN,
KEEP on PUSHING
Because you can WIN
Don't throw in the WHITE TOWEL
You been through this for QUITE A WHILE
YOU'RE WORTH more than WEALTH,
Good WEALTH, Great HEALTH
Continue to BELIEVE,
YOU CAN, and WILL ACHIEVE!!!
Don't wave the WHITE FLAG,
Did I mention for you to "BELIEVE??"
YOUR BLESSINGS YOU SHALL RECEIVE.
YOU'VE Gone through HELL AND HIGH WATERS,
KEEP PUSHING HARDER!!
IF  YOU KEEP THIS GOING, then
IT'LL GET YOU FARTHER!!
DON'T BE SO DOWN,
PLEASE DON'T BE DISCOURAGED!!!
I'M JUST FEEDING YOU WISDOM,
OF WORDS TO ENCOURAGE!!!


B.R.
Date: 8/31/2024
Traveler Sep 2020
We are at the edge of evolution.
The first wave that embraces all previous stages.
Accept your divine pride.
Where ever you are on the spiritual ladder.
Traveler Tim
Nolan Willett Jul 2020
Ask yourself why you doubt,
Why you fear and cast about.
You are heading the right way,
Who cares what others say?
You have no concerns to allay.

What will be will be,
All wisdoms do agree;
Like a lion and a roar,
A soldier in a war,
You will do what you are made for.

“I am not afraid; I was born to do this”,
Your actions are not remiss,
Nor for nothing,
But for everything:
A singular meaning.

Write, and do it well,
And love until your death knell.
Mind your well-being,
Bitterness is unbecoming,
The world is on the upswing.
Iska Feb 2018
although age in and of itself
does not declare experience
or the depth of knowledge one has gained
and in my opinion is silly for anyone
to think otherwise
I'm always told
"your so wise for one so young."
Or
"oh I remember what it was like to be 19
and think you know the world."
Yet what they refuse to acknowledge
is that in 19 short years,
I may have experienced both
horrors and beauty
that they have yet to dream let alone see.
Who is to say that age is a boundary of the mind?
That inexperience creates an age divide?
Who are they to claim that we would be consumed
when they have yet to wander in our beaten old shoes?
Who are they to judge me of a story
they have yet to hear?
All becuse they refuse to lend an ear?

— The End —