This, the hive of success,
that of which one has no choice
but remain happy.
As a manifestation of ones dreams.
In the midst of struggle,
success emerges,
the pain of hassle is gone for good,
The memory of the hard times is lost.
Praise is in the lips of the joyful
No more pain, they hope.
in the twentieth day of sorrow,
Pain turns to Joy.
Remain in Success.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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