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We only know the true value of a sunrise after a long night.
Difficult times are the shadows that make the light of good times even brighter.
They are not punishments, but patient teachers showing us what to cherish, forging gratitude from grit and resilience from struggle.

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We’re often unaware of the sun’s warmth until the shadow of a storm passes.
In the same way, it’s during our darkest hours that we learn to truly appreciate the light.
Hardship isn’t just a challenge; it’s a teacher, showing us the preciousness of joy, peace, and good fortune, ensuring we never take them for granted.

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Dark clouds make us appreciate the sun.
It’s during our toughest moments that we learn what we’re truly made of.
The sting of struggle sharpens our gratitude, teaching us that the simple joy of a good day, a kind word, or a quiet moment is the most precious treasure of all.
The bad times don’t just pass, they prepare us to truly cherish the good.

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We are often blind to the light until we have known the dark.
The sting of hardship is a cruel but necessary teacher, etching the true value of joy and peace into our very soul.
Without the valleys of sorrow, the peaks of happiness would be meaningless hills.

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Adversity, a cold sculptor, carves away our complacency.
In its wake, we discover the true weight of joy, the warmth of a simple sunrise, and the profound beauty hidden within life’s quiet, ordinary moments.
Bad times are not a curse, but a profound lesson in gratitude, a stark reminder that every hardship makes the good times shine even brighter.

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GOOD TIMES create weak people.
Weak people create bad time.
Bad times creates strong people.
Strong people create GOOD TIMES.

That’s our world we are living in so far.
This cycle never stops.

True me.. Tap-192..

Only two times I behave totally impossible; when my doctor uses local anesthesia on me for medical reasons or when someone is messing up with my girls during night outs/trips outside my city for a good time.

It’s not my habit to break pinky fingers. My anger is always in my control till my other sweetheart’s smile is intact. The moment that smile is broken, some bones are also meant to be broken. I am a typical rusty boy, pure impatient & total asshole.

Tap OUT..👿