in mathematics,
growth rate is measured by
current value by past value
but i hope your growth
will be, well, immeasurable.
don't let the past daunt you.
don't let it haunt you with all
the failures, the times when
your pride came to a fall
but instead, go on.
let the sea wash away your doubts
strip away your pain, your loss, your past life
because only you can determine your future
and only you can determine your growth-
no one else can.
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Nighttime Mist [Poetry]
PoetryThis is a book of poetry and the sequel to Unclaimed, Not Sorted [Random]. It can, however, be read as a stand-alone. I hope you like it! :)
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