Acumen
(N.) The ability to make good judgements and take quick decisions.
Pronunciation: ak-u-men
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(N.) The ability to make good judgements and take quick decisions.
Pronunciation: ak-u-men
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People fear what's different
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One can live without love but not without food.
Answer for this post https://t.me/PensivePost/405
Unfortunately, the girl choose to go ahead with mutton and Mr. Someone is left alone.
What Mr. Someone has to say.. "Congratulations, you just set a new record. This is the first love triangle where a girl has to choose between a man and a goat."
Answer for this post https://t.me/PensivePost/405
Unfortunately, the girl choose to go ahead with mutton and Mr. Someone is left alone.
What Mr. Someone has to say.. "Congratulations, you just set a new record. This is the first love triangle where a girl has to choose between a man and a goat."
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How to stop time: kiss.
How to travel in time: read.
How to escape time: write.
How to release time: breathe.
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How to stop time: kiss.
How to travel in time: read.
How to escape time: write.
How to release time: breathe.
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We all mature at different rates
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A dream within a dream
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow:
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
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Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow:
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
@PensivePost By #EdgarAllanPoe