Unknown language in an unknown country,
Nevertheless, made a gallant entry,
The rules and norms make your head spin
Withal made things work on the run,
Now a perceivable language in a familiar country,
Things new and tough still come to pin,
Hope the tight knots will unwind,
Hope Providence will help me find
The keys to all problems that add up one by one.
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