Never Give up

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The roads may not exist,
The paths might not have been traversed before,
The reality may rattle your being,
The future might put you in an abyss with no scent of spoor.

It doesn’t matter how you feel,
It doesn’t matter where you land,
All that counts is your grit to go beyond.

Beyond your trepidations,
Beyond your fears,
Beyond those inhabitations,
Beyond any queries.

For you have one life and many hopes,
All beaconing your name only if you can hear.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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