That four-letter word we all know. It is not selfish. It knows no bounds. The one who possesses it can hardly describe it in words.
Those who have not yet experienced it, cannot hope to understand it. It represents the determination to see things through to the very end, and to never give up on those things which are dear to us. It is the embodiment of devotion, the bannerman of respect, the posterchild of passion.
Through thick and thin, this word refuses to give up on us, and gives us the strength to carry on, even when all else seems hopeless.
This word cannot be given or received, it must be worked for, and only after years of hard work can we begin to comprehend its true power. Some days it can be wild and unchecked, while others it is docile, quiet, and gentle. It is utterly unpredictable. There have been many words invented to try and capture its meaning, to imitate its potency, but these imposters only serve to water down the true meaning of this word. Many claim they possess it, but very few know the truth. There is only one.
I cannot help but experience it every day, as it is always with me. It never leaves my side. It carries me to my destination, and brings me back home at the end of the day. It is not always pretty, but it always serves its purpose. Some try to deny its existence, whether out of bitterness or ignorance, but the result is the same: they have not lived. I do my best to spread this word to everyone I come in contact with, as I truly believe it can change lives.
If by now, you do not know which word I am referring to, then I pity you, because you have likely not experienced it. It is a wonder to behold, and a tragedy to miss.
HOGS
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