Pete was walking. He tripped. Still he smiled.
He ran. Tripped again but this time he landed hard on his face.
Tears filled his eyes. But still, he smiled.
Isn't Pete tough man?
No matter how frequent he fails or how harder he fall he'd always smile with this in mind,
"Lord, thank you for still letting me live..." :)
I should be thankful; I'm still alive though I have this fat body, I am still alive. Goodnight! :)
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