This soul is wounded with pain, yet you must not stop. No matter how many troubles come your way, you should never give up.
You have to explain this to yourself every moment. Crazy: Even if the last breath is left, the destination has to be reached.
Tear the ocean's shore, turn the rocks into dust. Transform even your thorns into flowers with the infinite power of love.
There is a lack of truth, which you have to fill. You are steel, you have nothing to fear from anyone.
Relationships have also become weak, people don't realize this. Today, forget about others, no one has faith even in himself.
Even God is waiting to see when you will change the world. When will you understand the purpose for which he has sent you?
Get up traveler, your journey is long, but your destination is waiting for you. Be it a storm, recognize yourself, time is short, it is getting late.
Laziness, fear and false pride are just your illusions. Create an identity for yourself, and your identity is just your actions.
The world, under the influence of money-greed, has forgotten goodness. She is dependent on lies and has forgotten the truth.
You are a stubborn person, you are a hope for light. Make the world wounded by evil believe that you will take care of it, you are something, you will do something, make even time realize it.
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