A winning horse does not know the winning token
He only knows the pain given by the rider bold,
So in pain don’t think ties of life are broken,
Go through pain, God wants you to win in cold.
Ah, live like a king and rejoice,
Never mind, who is the king high,
And follow this attitude in all the chorus and noise,
Live life by your way and forget hopeless cry.
As sun shines for a day and make fancy flying
And candle for an hour in limited sphere,
Matchstick for a minute struggling and trying,
But life with positive vibes shines forever.
Soft words and rich in meaning creates joyous illusion
To clear dark screens out of age-dimmed eyes,
As success introduces to the happy world and clears confusion
But failures introduces the world to self and takes happy isles.
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