What we want out of life, we don't
always achieve. It's possible, we
go about it the wrong way. In our
mind and heart, we think we're
doing the right thing. But then
again, who's to say. There are
no guarantees, that we will
achieve what we're looking for,
or even come close, to our
hearts desire. There's a long
and tedious road we have to
take, through the muck and
mire. When you want it bad
enough, you never falter, or
give in. You just have to keep
telling yourself, in the end, I'm
going to win!
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