Bite the teeth, no matter what you have to pull it through.
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Or rather...
This is the time to pause and think for the next direction.
I have questions.
Loads of them.
Of why making me penning down such vision for 2015.
What if...
I can't do it anymore?
Can I just go back on those words made?
Sometimes I asked...
Is it The Time has reached?
I wished.
I wished to know the answer.
I wished he could tell me more.
For I don't know how much more I can take.
Or would I be biting off my own teeth from the bearing.
How much more tears I need to get me out of this?
