Deadly currents, unrelenting rapids, unforgiving obstacles; the merciless power of a raging river humbles even the most insolently proud. Harsh realities conquer naivete; fighting for survival instinctual. At the mercy of abstraction, life becomes something to endure, fight, transcend; embracing it makes vulnerable a heart in which peace can find.
Walk not alone through the ebbs and flows of life; existing is not living. Serenity exists for those who seek it, peace for those who create it, and love for those who share it.
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