I don’t measure success
By darts exceeding flits
Or flawless victories
Nor the gold that you wear
But; the hands that you pull.
I don’t measure success
By the cost of your cars
Or the size of the house
Nor the scent that you wear
But; impetus you have.
I don’t measure success
By the cents that you spend
Or volume that you fetch
Nor the amount of your sweat
But; the life that you touch.
Deep.
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Thanks..
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You’re Welcome
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Brilliant
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Thank you dear
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Realistic to a point
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I see you NG… Thanks for stopping by
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