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Between the top and the bottom
Blue is the sky across the bridge
Halfway through, the end always shift
Hoping to reach the other side
Therein bliss, sweet, milk and honey
Though, obstacles do exist
Before we get to promise land.
But every time we chicken out
On the first sight of hazard sign
Or upon sounds, when across it
There are no hitches nor glitches
Thus; an objective to maintain
All we have gained onto our names
And new status in hall of fame.
No parachutes, down I fell Into the hot pit of hell Roasting up in everyday On the queue to better days Sadly, I am the…
Born as a man and ruled by my own passion Even when am economical with little details The entire picture is not permanently awful Bypass…
Hands on deck, You call me smart; each time, I Complete a task… Am not God; But, I see things possible, And doable… Feed your…
For sands of time, I burn candles Studying to rebuild cradles For my linage to have a name So baskets shall always retain Best of…
