Each ray of light
That filtered through the sky clouds
Speaks of hope
In living rope
Stunning changes possible;
In sunlight glittering on the water surface
Speaks of dazzling wealth
In living lively in store
The cradle of chance
Swings with opportunities through its toggle
Up and down goes the morale
Eyes dazzle with acceptance in core
The farm of fledgling
Is ushered by the able lord
Through the mist of doubt
Causing eyebrows to lift
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