Saturday, July 24, 2004 / 11:27 PM
my mom came in here with a poem she found in the field. she said my brother had found it too, a few months ago. that's odd. here it is:
Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it. Impossible is not a fact. It's an opinion. Impossible is not a declaration. It's a dare. Impossible is potential. Impossible is temporary
(there is no period at the end.)
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