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Bleeding trees don’t all die.
Into our lives a lot will pry.

The driest seed will germinate,
Its pains would compensate.

All leaves die, dry and fall,
Surely will those today so tall.

The little shoots rises we know,
So will all small people grow.

Every growing bud has its own day,
Eluding this fear of joy is our way.

We tend to go through life thinking we have the most problems. 
It is after all a big part of living to have some trouble and difficulties, isn’t it?

But with the hardship, we mostly have the means to overcome them.

Isn’t it odd, it turns out that those with the most trials end up making the most of their situation and become remarkable successes?

For some reason their difficulties equip them and the rewards of their resilience sorts of compensates for all their many pains.

As surely as time passes by, all of existence will end and so will we all. Every bit of life will end.

The mighty shall become small and the little will grow big and burst, like an inflated balloon.

Every barely visible piece can have its moment in the sun and grow into a big entity, to be noticed by everything else some day.

But this will only happen if we let it. If we let ourselves have those moments of considerable joy…..

And the secret is? 
Letting go of one’s fear of failing.

“Eluding this fear of joy is our way”

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