Stand up and fight for your lifes,
to the some whose calls is your name,
the success coming your way is not at all lame,
with every support you get blow respect,
that your heart orders you to perfect,
Standup and shout your name,
show it exact terminal,
young as you are the intelligent is new,
and given the talent none the less should never blew,
mark your avail and let us feel it,
let us applaud with envious hands,
shine but bare to rise,
Let pride be proud of you,
Let attitude redeem your esteem,
Let us be amused that you amaze,
Rise!
And Bare to Rise!
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