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Though he was well-off, he could've made even more money, but stopped.
He listened to his heart before pursuing anything, and so the plan got dropped.

It was no issue for him to take a car when alone, but he loved walking any day.
He just walked, because it kept his feet on the ground - in more than one way.

He felt admired a lot, with most calling him nice, likeable, brainy, witty, funny, though nothing great.
Because while liking and respecting every compliment, he never ever gave any of it, much weight.

He got everything pretty easily, so he didn't strive for more.
Resting, chilling, enjoying - made him lose focus from the core.

Life is not just about living, but also about making a difference.
If we are not striving to always get better, we are losing its inference.

The story is still in progress, there's a lot more that still needs to be written.
Hope he lives and loves well. To life and love, he will always remain smitten.