Understanding
As we learn,
Realizations,
Small realizations to begin with,
They add up to make several large collates
That surprise and amuse us
To no end.
We laugh at them, and then at ourselves,
But do we ask to be told what we are,
Never.
We cannot kill our dreams,
Because we aren’t heartless;
To avoid getting hurt,
In the face of adversity
We hesitate;
We do not remain true to our purpose and selves.
What else can we do more!
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