I put in all my sincere efforts every single time.
I try to pick up all those broken fragments of myself and mend them all into a whole again.
I try to stitch the rugged parts of my soul and weave it to completion again.
I try to heal the withered wings of my dreams so that they can fly again.
Every single time,
I gather all my might to build myself again, one more time!
Every new situation is being a challenge.
Every new encounter is being a riddle.
All that keeps me going in spite of the odds is my heart’s content filled with satisfaction of truthful efforts and the strength of rectitude.
I try to pick up all those broken fragments of myself and mend them all into a whole again.
I try to stitch the rugged parts of my soul and weave it to completion again.
I try to heal the withered wings of my dreams so that they can fly again.
Every single time,
I gather all my might to build myself again, one more time!
Every new situation is being a challenge.
Every new encounter is being a riddle.
All that keeps me going in spite of the odds is my heart’s content filled with satisfaction of truthful efforts and the strength of rectitude.
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