There are just two wills,
Like the ocean and the shore;
The waves pull,
The land stays still.
One you choose:
Let the tide carry you,
Or stand firm against it.
Any choice shapes your day,
Two wills,
Either one creates the way.
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Author:
My Boy Ryngkhlem (
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- Published: October 11th, 2025 12:11
- Category: Unclassified
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