Don't face each day like you're giving up
Face it like you're about to get your hands on the gold
How you look at the world
Determines a lot of things
If you think the world suffocates
And tries to bury you
And you stand no chance against it
You're going spend your life
Trapped underneath the boulders
Of your perception
If you see every impediment
As just another challenge
Towards your goal
Then you're likely to succeed
Because you already know that more awaits you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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