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ABOVE THE STORM

Being the best is not easy
Making it to the top does not make life comfortable
The sky is limitless and as we are
The sky is as high as we can see

Above the storm, the sky is always blue
And the day still shines, it never dulls
The eagle does not complain of the storm
After she has learned to fly above the clouds

In life, you prepare for one day
When it comes you need to know how to hold your wings
The eagle never grows weary
The price of giving up is higher than holding on


Life is a choice that you make
Whether you fly above or below the stormy clouds
however, neither is easy but each has a prize
Every choice has a reward

Living is everyone's dream
There is never a time in life that is hopeless
If you have that feeling, you are in the wrong place
You need to change your position and fly above the storm

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