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Incapable of being great
Incapable of being small ,
That’s what I am ,
Yet yearning to be both ;
For , in the greatness
A challenge lies ,
To conquer the lofty peaks
Of mountains unclimbed .
But when I think
How the tides of time ,
Leave no trace
Of the soaring heights ,
I wonder how long
Could my foot prints last ?
And , at times I wish
To disown my dreams
And settle with myself
For a small content ;
‘cause there is no greater bliss
Than to be in perfect peace ,
In a corner of obscurity ,
Where few would care to notice
And shed tears
When you go ;
But again I wonder
What would it be like
But for a few
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