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I TRY

I TRY



When I wanted to be the best student in school I tried

When I wanted to learn how to play the piano I tried

When I wanted to learn how to drive I tried

When I wanted to be the greatest doctor I tried

When I wanted to start my own business I tried

When I wanted to get the lady I loved I tried

And when I wanted a loving and caring family I tried to build one

In all these I tried with all my strength but I failed to achieve every single one of them



Failure dogged every step I took, and  success too



I can learn anything due to eidetic memory and  rote

So I passed every exam I ever wrote

I established my own hospital

 now I work in an environment that is comfortable



Experiencing failure and success together 

has taught  me how to be  wiser and stronger

Together they are yin and yang

Ups and downs

Valleys and hills

One is there because the other exists

And you can never succeed in things

Without allowing failure to first sting


E.Y.

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