Someday you will shine, Someday you will have a winning wine,
hold on and wait for your turn, because gold gets shaped when it is burnt,
though you have been rejected, fill yourself with hope and get re-injected,
you may see your foes running ahead of your way, trust your hardwork as wind blows the hay,
for you sky is not the only potent, trust god because he is omnipotent,
you go on removing your problem with brain cutter,
because it takes time for milk to be a butter,
when all your plans go in vain,
when you are in enormous pain,
close your eyes and have a pray,
he will send you a hope of ray,
trust yourself and you will win,
SOme day you will shine someday you will have a winning wine,
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