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When a Year Disappears

Three hundred and sixty-five days.
We gave them all—every sunrise, every midnight, every ounce of fight we had. The team moved as one, chasing a target that finally stood before us, conquered.

And then—one incident.
Like a match to paper, the glow of achievement vanished. No cheers, no acknowledgments, only the weight of silence.

It’s cruel, how fragile success is. The world remembers the flaw, not the fight. They see the stumble, not the miles we ran before it.

The work remains. The milestone stands.
But the feeling—the one we earned—was taken. And that’s the theft no one talks about.



2 responses to “When a Year Disappears”

  1. Very true, success is so temporary.

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  2. We cannot stay on the mountain top, there is no space. We have to live in the valleys no matter how many cliffs we conquer, ready for the next climb. That is why the journey has to be beautiful. And them not appreciating is their opinion. And if that matters why not yours.

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