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August 24, 2010
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you.
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or,being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream-and not make dreams your master
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with warn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run-
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And-which is more - you'll be a Man my son!
Rudyard Kipling
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IMAAZH
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August 23, 2010
On the day when the hurt broke my heart
On the day when the word "love" pushed me over
In that day I thought my life was meaningless
But when tears ran dry
When I learned to go through the word "losing"
now I realized that the word "love" didn't push me over at all
Instead, If pushed me forward, and let me walk again
How much I loved you in the past
My feeling's still the same today
But life has its way
In the past I loved you the most
Now I still love you with all my heart
I never regret that I used to love you
Time passes by slowly
Collecting bad days to remind my heart
Though love has come to an end, It is beautiful still
And after all life has to move on
If I could turn back the time,
I would still let it be like it was
I would love you like I did
And accept whatever that would happen untill the last minute
I do something for someone, I do it for love
I cry for somebody, I cry from my heart
I remind myself there must be someday we have to be apart
I do something for someone, I do it for love
I cry for somebody, I cry from my heart
Even though love has come to an end, It is always beautiful
I still keep it in mind
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August 23, 2010
The old man turned to me and asked "How many friends have you?" "Why? 10 or 100 friends have I," and I named off just a few. He rose quite slowly with effort and sadly shook his head. "A lucky child you are to have so many friends," he said.
A friend is just not someone to whom you say hello.
A friend is a tender shoulder on which to softly cry, a well to pour darkness and despair when all your other so-called friends have helps to put you there.
A true friend is an ally who can't be moved or bought, a voice to keep your name alive when others have forgotten.
But most of all a friend is a heart, a strong and sturdy wall, for from the hearts of friends there comes the greatest love of all.
So think of what I've spoken, for every word is true, and answer once again, my child, how many friends have you?"
And then he stood and faced me, awaiting my reply. Softly I answered, "If lucky..one have I. You." my Father.
Starbuck.
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