The highest stair
Seems very near
In the great atmosphere,
But in reality so far,
The young man stares,
He aspires to reach there
With flying colours,
Someone inspires
From the enlightened sphere,
Still the man fears,
He knows his calibre,
He looks here and there,
But can't find bright ray anywhere,
Finally he gives up in despair.
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