A tree like a hand is reaching to the heavens, grasping for breathe to overcome medical expenses and taxes, working day and night only to be pulled down by the Stop Sign, the villain, the pessimist, the one who can't stand seeing someone else to succeed. Many think that the American spirit somehow got diluted in the rain, but know that those of us who still believe and nurture, work with hands and sweat on our foreheads this land, won't ignore the naysayers around us-we'll spread those branches over their heads and will let the optimists, the doers, the go-getters, pull beautiful innovation and peaceful life for the future centuries to come. Don't say its not possible for there are also bars in the picture and behind them nobody has achieved what one would call "a good life." Working without a meta is working without vain. Build your goals and follow them! Good weekend to all who have worked today as well!
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