Planning for a better,
Dreams all those, shatter
No matter, what to cater
But a smile is must,
To blow away all the dust
Just filling yourself with a hope
Opens several doors to cope
Waiting for the green light,
Standing up for your right
It’s the first step that decides
The fate on which person rides
Take it and come on the first place
Engrave the destiny on a golden case
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