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My best work

Surprising my best work is unseen but not unnoticed. My best efforts have indulged others, and me, to some evail. The kind of self evaluation, what did my contribution do to the casual encounter. And to what evail, help, hinder, made them reconsider. Choice not so easy in a get what your given world. Of all the constraints, of all the consequences what will be the uprising, the very best confidence. My best has not been good enough for all, my best has still not changed their ways , but has it my own. Surprisingly practice what you preach has not come naturally, sometimes forced upon me. That boot towards what, that race to who. I wish everyone the best that's possible for them, so no shame should befall me, surely. Willy nilly only okay for so long. There will be the challengers who questioned. There's not always a reason. But there's always an outcome, be it your best words, your best reactions, your best way of doing it yourself. I would like to think my best is not yet to come, but that I have been putting that out there my whole life. 

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I love this! I think we should all try our best all the time... It's important to try and yet, at the same time, it doesn't matter if we fall short on occasion.  As long as we try. Great words x

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