In the darkest Night,
A star still shine,
As the night grows darker,
So is the littlest star,
Infer; The light,
Understand;
The palm of the hand Covers not,
The rays of the sun when it rise,
An advice from my language,
Behold! !
Like the Phoenix,
I've risen,
Or a humble Star,
Shine all your darkness,
Brighter I will thrive.
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