Quiet Hour

Where the quite becomes words


Keep Marching Forward

When the weight feels heavy, and the road seems long,
When your heart is weary, and you're not feeling strong.
Remember, each stumble is part of the climb,
Each trail you face is a test of time.

Bootcamp is built to push past your fear,
To show you the strength that was always here.
Quitting may whisper, but don't let it win,
Your courage is louder; it burns deep within.

Fall if you must, but rise once more,
Each step you take opens a door.
The strongest warriors are not those who glide,
But the ones who stumble and still march with pride.

So, lift your head, though the night feels long,
You're building a spirit unbreakably strong.
And when you feel broken, remember this truth:
Every setback you face is shaping your youth.

Keep marching forward, don't turn away -
The storm you fight will clear someday.
And when you look back, you'll see it was true:
The hardest battles brought out the best in you.


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