I AM A WINNER- WINNERS' CREED
I lost no sight of the goal
As a sailor does of a beacon haul
So march I forth towards the So march I forth towards the mark
In this battle for survivIn this battle for survival
Gallantly, gloriously and gleefully shall
My entry be triumphant
As of a shout of a conquering army
Cheering and none jeering in joy, Cheering and none jeering in joy, me
For a winning soul knows no feaFor a winning soul knows no fear
The Heavens willing and confirming
I will get there!
Whimpering, whining, weeping and wailing
Will my detractors in their hidinWill my detractors in their hiding
When they receive of my revelling
I shall attain my goals
In the midst of adversities and tribulationIn the mi
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