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Comfort vs Courage

Comfort is not as it seems,
You live in your dreams,
Sitting and making schemes,
Smiling at the consequences of extremes.

It is easier to sway,
When the world is before you in a tray,
Not an inch you will move away,
And in the end you will not be gay.

Courage is a tough process,
But it will take away your distress,
Lets you develop great finesse,
Right after you are ready to confess.

It is a quality difficult to manifest,
It let's you do your best,
You will definitely feel blessed,
For moving out of your nest.

We have all been there. Comfort was our first choice for everything. I have been there. I even stick to comfort foods. Our choices when we stick to comfort can be very limited and even deadly sometimes. The decisions taken in comfort might be hasty. One needs courage to face their own decisions. That's when we move from comfort to courage. We also understand we can't have both which is good when it comes to this.

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