Keep high your spirit,
Never seize nor give up,
It's your chance go straight,
Never slow down nor flap.
Things may be too tight,
Life is always a trap,
That's your own light,
So spare it on this strap.
Never listen to their spit,
Always fight for your lap,
Be like a determined tout,
Never spit out the syrup.
You never know how bright,
Life will be in the next map,
You will touch the sky plight,
Never let go that slight gap.
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