A-im at your dreamed zenith,
N-ot just the average height;
N-either the pure white clouds,
A-spire to the sun so bright.
B-ehold your dreamed zenith,
E-levate like rays that ascend;
L-ight under the wide blue sky
L-ets the dark failures
E-nd.
O-n the twenty-fifth of January,
R-ead the heaven and know what's beneath;
T-ill your wings spread and fly
I-nto your dreamed
Z-enith.
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A powerful write that fuels the mind to aspire the highest in life. Well executed.10