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SUCCESS IS NOT FINAL; FAILURE IS NOT FATAL: IT IS THE COURAGE TO CONTINUE THAT COUNTS. ©Riya Vishwakarma #WoRaat #motivate #Goals #Archives

SUCCESS IS NOT FINAL; FAILURE IS NOT FATAL: IT IS THE COURAGE TO CONTINUE THAT COUNTS. ©Riya Vishwakarma #WoRaat #motivate #Goals #Archives

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I loosen my grip, I let you go You're free, my love All my fears, I overcome All my tear, now numb I let you go, cuz I know one day You'll find your destination The wind will sway, you'll find your way As you reach the heights you want But believe me, when you look around You'll find me waiting In the same aisle that you left me The distance would age the youth But the spirit never die With our song of love on my lips, I'll stand by Humming the rhythm of that love Out of sight and blue My strength withers without you Hair receding, face wrinkled, eyes lit with hope I still get the tings and hues of pink When I think about you Lonely now, my heart beholds, what remains untouched Dwelling in a cocoon, I find my moon, In your memories I finally see myself, the little girl filled with cheer Who let go of her heart shaped baloon Without any fear Heart shaped balloon #archives #oldpoems #poetryforthesoul #balloon

I loosen my grip, I let you go You're free, my love All my fears, I overcome All my tear, now numb I let you go, cuz I know one day You'll find your destination The wind will sway, you'll find your way As you reach the heights you want But believe me, when you look around You'll find me waiting In the same aisle that you left me The distance would age the youth But the spirit never die With our song of love on my lips, I'll stand by Humming the rhythm of that love Out of sight and blue My strength withers without you Hair receding, face wrinkled, eyes lit with hope I still get the tings and hues of pink When I think about you Lonely now, my heart beholds, what remains untouched Dwelling in a cocoon, I find my moon, In your memories I finally see myself, the little girl filled with cheer Who let go of her heart shaped baloon Without any fear Heart shaped balloon #archives #oldpoems #poetryforthesoul #balloon

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Those cheesy bites That romance Those lovely sights That dance That rising sun And your glance Those cozy lips Worth a chance Chance. 3/4 #archives #oldpoem #bite #chance

Those cheesy bites That romance Those lovely sights That dance That rising sun And your glance Those cozy lips Worth a chance Chance. 3/4 #archives #oldpoem #bite #chance