Two back, three steps unlimited
move onward, optimistic tread
uncertainties would swiftly seize on,
turn topsy-turvy, hope agrees on
bridging gaps, when all is said
can confidently forward thread
fair future, neither leading, led.
Instead of lead feel fresh wings spread,
symphony soul sated keys on,
euphoria, joys none should sneeze on.
Optimism looks ahead,
shreds barricades, all trammels shed.
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