They say, those who can't do, preach Maybe, those who can't speak, write And those who can't write, criticize Those that have grit, try Those who don't, let life pass by Some of them aaccomplish The others throw stones to tarnish There are those who do They may become successful too And there are those who complain And find everyone but themselves, vain Some motivate and encourage Some others jeer to discourage The direction you look in Paves the way for a loss or win
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