Peering into the future.
It doesn't look good, at least for now. People are like beanbags, with different beans in them, each containing a different quality, which makes up their personality, some unique, some normal. I guess mine is unique, but "being different doesn't mean being useful". That's for at this point of time.
For one, I envy people who can write essays of words just when their hands touch the keyboards or a pen. Knowing a lot of words but failing to use them is like having a lot of puzzle pieces but not knowing how to join them together to form a magnificent masterpiece.
Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart.
Without failure, you will never know success.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish enough "Hellos" to get you through the final "Goodbye".
I guess it will be a pity, but it cant be helped. The only thing left is for time to heal. The future holds promise, look forward to it.
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