The belief in hatred
For every action you decide you can't, the trick is to beat it in some way
Sometimes we Erroneous to take The results are us On the right track Learn to travel Give.Fear does not arise in the mind where there is hope ..! The hands of the self-confident do not hesitate to work!. You are not going to grow up because someone respects you ..! You will not become a Syrian just because you are despised ..! So always understand that you are yourself in life!.Get used to being equal to anything… Excessive anger is not good and unlimited patience will kill you slowly… Nothing to a degree!..You need JavaScript enabled to view it.Is it good? Is it bad? The pages of the book Life here are complete only if you get the experiences.For every action you decide you can't, the trick is to beat it in some way.
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