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There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,there are thousands to prophesy failure.There are thousands to point out to you, one by one.The dangers that wait to assail you but just buckle in with a bit of a grin that "cannot be done," and you'll do it.
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,when the road you're trudging seems all uphill,when the funds are low, and the debts are high and myself want to smile, but i have to sigh when care is pressing me down a bit rest if myslef must, but don't you quit.Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and myself can never tell how close am i.It may be near when it seems afar,so stick to the fight when feel the hardest hit.It's when things go wrong that myself mustn't quit.
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