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You are not one in a million. You are once in forever. You won’t happen again. That’s why you must exert to extract all you can from your time here. That’s why you must not let anything—pain, heartbreak, failure—anything, keep you still too long. Pause if you must, but don’t stop.
(c) Mickey Kumra
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If charity begins at home, compassion begins with self. People make mistakes. We make mistakes. Some big, some bigger. While we are able to call upon the wisdom to forgive others, we are unable to reach for the strength to forgive our own selves. We are able to move past the past with others, but not with Continue reading Forgive The Past You
They say it’s the journey, not the destination. But I used to frequently find myself questioning this. My issue used to be, if the journey’s nice and of reasonable length, and the destination is just a point to be reached, sure the journey’s the bigger pleasure. But, if the journey’s hard and Continue reading The Journey Makes You Fit
I cannot be your hero. Your heroes must be people that pick themselves up quicker than they get knocked down. People that show no damage to strength or spirit after they get hit. People that shine a smile, and wave to the crowds Continue reading Your Hero
My heart’s not pretty. It’s bruised and scarred. I’ve walked with it on my sleeve far too long. And it’s brushed against the world hard and strong. Some have pinched it, some have punched it. Others have plucked bits for fun. My heart’s not pretty. Continue reading My Heart’s Not Pretty
Who speaks to your soul
Who whispers to mine
Do you journey to me
Or do I arrive by your side
Maybe it’s only a notion that feels nice
But will I be found
Or will it be me that I find
(c) Mickey Kumra
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