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Live Life

Posted on : 22-12-2009 | By : hcamps | In : Poetry

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It is but a generous gift to live with no regard for worry.

No time for disparity, no time for unbalance. I live the minute hoping for the entire day.

We are creatures living in fear. I say, escape your fears and live like  a man ready to slay whatever beasts troubles him.

A mind easily manipulated will always find the door shut, yet the ability of the mind to overcome obstacles will open the passage to the world.

Worry takes his sanity, the inability to overtake his troubles will be his demise.

Live for the day, minute by minute. One cannot begin the day by the hour, he must gather the minutes one by one.

Live Life!

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