When things get tough what do you do?
Sit around and complain hoping someone will hear your cries?
Waiting around listening to everyone's lies
Knowing you will never be great.
What's the point of life?
How do you know what could be true?
What's a lie and what is truth?
We must push on even when things get tough.
Never give up.
Never stop learning.
Push on through!
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Thomas Terry
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