I'M AT IT AGAIN. AT IT AGAIN

When new dawns unbridles, To saddles the livings and the deads on unpredictable workable journey, I goes at it again, To jug through the highway of life.

To Feed through grace, boosting my strength with prayers.

I'm at it again, the wind echoes, Some tender whispers to calm the anger of infuriated green grasses

Attempting to eats the skins underneath my feets,

As I run and run, to win the race I was born to complete.

I'm at it again, to jug through the highway of life, to avert the fall into the pit of poverty.

To care for materialism and simultaneously embracing pious spirituality.

I'm at it again, to continue the race of life until the last day, I'm called to rest by God.

Saleh!!!!

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