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Success


There is one question That will never have a right answer. That question is: How does one measure success? Some measure by wins in a season, How much money one made in a year, Or what kind of possessions one owns. Success is what you make it. No matter what you do, It is something you measure. The beauty of success is, It is in the eyes of the beholder. You make your own decisions, So make your own success.
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This Poem is something I find to be pure truth.

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