Thou art the guide of thyself!
Thou knowest the best of thine.
Thy radiance sparkle every soul,
Thy soul is the one that envious;
How strong are thy will powers?
Never retreat until thou succeed.
Inspirations for those are thee;
Be the one that soars high!
And never cry over spill milk.
Thou are weak in thy physical strength.
That doesn’t count at all.
Every living has their own limitations.
Thou are chosen to be great…
Move on young Lady!
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