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January 25, 2008

Stop it or You will NEVER Grow

He's still in the state of confusion. Intoxicated by the stare of the Green-eyed Monster.
Go get some fresh air, my friend. It'll help you.

Don't ever think that you are Atlas. You don't possess enough strength to carry all our burdens. You can't even lift your own problems.
Be fit my friend. Exercise your mind. Know your limitations.

He writes the words which define all of us. But are those meaningful prints ever touch his heart? Those hands...are just inches away from that wonderful heart, the heart which we love.
Use that heart to guide those artistic hands. Feel free. Red as blood yet black as an ink. Picture us in forms of melodic verses.

Be yourself. It is an honorable act.
Trust in your skills. You hone them, be proud of them.
You deserve it.

We are one yet different in our own ways. Exclusion is not the answer.
The room for self pity is just an imaginary enemy.
Do understand that there will always be flaws. It is inevitable.
Alongside the errors are the rooms for improvement.
The road to the process of betterment will always be full of boulders, dark as chaos,
and painful as a broken heart.
We are here, equipped with tools to fix you.

We can do it. We are not losers.
They may throw stones at us, mock us,
But they cannot hurt us.

Because

We are stronger.

We are the better ones.

                            

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