I've set sail.
My vessel cast free.
Shackles are off,
I'm going to be me.
Find myself on this solitary quest.
My practical test.
Skills, I've gained all my life.
Be put to the test.
I set myself up.
To lift that trophy.
Just like the winning team,
in the World Cup.
I cannot say that i didn't try.
To sit in a corner, being sad or cry.
I have to do this journey.
Onward, come what may.
Come forth the night.
The week and month.
Before I reach my new land.
I Siddiqi.26.06.2014
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