Somewhere around 8th or 9th standard, we were issued to buy a book with a collection of poems for our English class. Unlike many other school books that pass us by every year like trash (sadly) does , this book is one of the few that remained attached to me. And to-date is very much a part of both, my shelf and my self. Today, as I am reminded of how little I am , and how grand life is; I'd like to share a poem from that book. I do not know whether it is the poem itself that attracted me, or the fact that like everyone, I found a connection in it that I so needed at that point of my life. Which ever the case may be, this is it : Try Again 'Tis a lesson you should heed, try again; if at first you don't succeed, try again; then your courage should appear, for if you will persevere, you will conquer, never fear try again; Once or twice, though you should fail, try again; if you would at last prevail, try again; if we strive, 'tis no disgrace t
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