Everyone endeavours to reach,
To be well-off, to be rich,
To lay a hand on the zenith of success,
To soak life in happiness.
Zenith is like diamond,
Of which almost all are fond,
Some leave any stone unturned hardly,
Some even surpass the level of extremity.
Zenith is like the moon,
That everyone wishes to reach soon.
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