
A water drop of ambitions at the end of a leaf,
Trying to touch the land,
Thousands of efforts and that lonely drop,
And one day land of hoe will sink in that drop.
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Waves of wishes and the wall of limitations,
Flow less efforts and those painful lessons,
Brighter sun was laughing behind clouds,
My internal howl was louder than loud...
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Tears of blood from my half dead heart,
And those nefarious jerks from this cruel world,
My dizzy life in the shade of my blue,
And unstoppable descry dew...
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But milestones are like reality of mirage,
They are motivating me and my vision is now enlarged,
My past is my future’s memorable motivation,
I am my very own discovered destination...
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I was minute hand my destiny was second’s hand,
I was a looser in the first half on this foggy land,
But now the second part has begun,
Lines of destiny are now in my hand...
