Towards the Top
Lots of potholes, waves are strong Take heart, there are many snakes on the road There are many companions but you are alone As the water level rises in the creek, you have no load It is natural to cry and mourn Reaching the top is not just and simple Once again, you will have many steps But my advice to you, dance and clap You are not mad at what you do Demonstrate skill and height of goal It's really hard to sew sometimes But if you refuse, you will be called wrong After the hardship, expect the relish Experience the taste of a dream come true Every sweat and blood, in return is experience and awareness That to you now will serve as a treasure.
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