the FRED BLOGGS blog
...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
Prestige clings to the air like the scent of old books, whispering promises of greatness to those who dare to reach for it. It dazzles the mind, painting dreams in vibrant colors, yet often leaves a bitter aftertaste that lingers long after the applause fades. In the end, I find that true worth lies not in the accolades but in the quiet moments of creation, where the soul breathes freely, unshackled by the weight of expectation.
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