Today is April 11th.
On this day each year, I like to write something profound, and I have a reason for this.
Over the last few years, something profound, usually relating to crossing a threshold, has “coincidentally” happened to me this date, so I’ve decided to celebrate today by writing the poem below. Reading it reminds me that it’s harder to make excuses when you’re dead. 
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What would you say
If I said, you died yesterday
And this whole day, you’ve been inside a dreamYou’d probably
Laugh and shrug it away
If true, you would not want to believeWhat if I proved it?
Beyond a reasonable doubt
Today, what if you’d really withdrawn?You may shout out
And fall into despair
For all your possibilities gone~
Lucky for you
That is not yet the case
You still have some more time to breatheYou have it all
All the time you will need
To see failure enough to succeedA wise man said
Pursue what you love
Take your talent’s sword out of its sheathPursue what you love
Please develop that skill
And be paid fairly for every deedWhen you do that
You help the whole world
And then, in time, your soul will be freeIndeed you have it
All the time in the world
To see failure enough to succeed
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