The fear broke into my territory.I have no idea how to protect my sanctuary. As I gaze into the cemetery.I see a blank in the future's imagery. It echoes the past as a working theory.The silent thumping of my heart is a mark of bravery. Each tombstone whispers a buried story.As.

Some days, your progress hides in silence. No applause. No spotlight. But the mirror knows. It sees the small wins as a stack of bricks. Build. Don’t stop.

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The message is simple.But are you simple enough to get it?. If you think it's hard, then it's not simple . Stop tricking yourself into inaction. So, do you think the message is hard or simple?.

The reflection in the mirror feels so strange.You stare into their eyes, and they match your gaze. Searching for similarities now seems in vain.It mimics your joy, your sorrow and your shame. A stark contrast and self yet to be named.Who is this?.

They say beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Its fragile frame needs support to cry on a shoulder . To be the prince and the holder.Gaze past the flaws and grow bolder. The spark is all you need when the world feels colder. To carry grace as the seasons turn older.

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You are not rich by faking your earnings. Having a healthy body is not a wishful thinking . Successful life is not a daydream living . You are a product of your daily habits.

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You get what you see. Sometimes, you get what you don’t see. They say seeing is believing.But these days,.Don’t believe everything you see. Eyes can lie. The truth is disguised.

I hear silent whispers of magical sounds from the garden every morning . The blazing golden rays of the sun reassure me of even more magic . And the cold morning breeze takes my hand to the belly of the muse. I don't doubt how lucky I am to wake up every morning.

Always stay true to yourself.

If I can do it in half the time,.I shall be refined. If I can take you with me too,.It shall be stronger, true. If we both rise and light the way,.And pull others up each day. It shall last forever.

I shall not meet you in a place where there is no light. For shadows breed in the silence of the night. The power is in our will to fight. Through storms, to get what is right. The light will put you in my sight,.A beacon of hope, forever bright. So come not hidden, come not in.

Start your day with a grateful heart. Look around for life full of art. The sun still rises, soft and bright,.A daily gift, a source of light. So breathe it in, both slow and wide.Let gratitude become your guide.

It's the little moments that count. A smile, a kind word, a quiet win. Hold on to them. Cherish them. That's where life truly lives.

"AI is going to take over our jobs!". Hmm… they also said calculators would make students dumb, . and tractors would leave farmers jobless. What you make of history is your choice, . but the world will keep moving like a train with no brakes. Adapt or get left at the station.

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