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Sitting on their thrones, they celebrate Those victories and wins piercing me as a pin. Singing those songs They celebrate which herald the achievements and the win of rights over wrongs They celebrate. I looked outside the window and myself and found none Never has been silence like this one There was still time for my dawn to come tunes of the victory I just could not hum. I had a goal and I lived with it walking along the unbeaten path trying to get those circles in cubes, fit. Perspiration paying off when mind left off I went alone to the forests looking to bury my gaffe. Yes, I will keep walking until I get there until I succeed until hard work pays off and celebrations start There is still time no time to halt Before I celebrate.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
Celebrations
Sitting on their thrones, they celebrate Those victories and wins piercing me as a pin. Singing those songs They celebrate which herald the achievements and the win of rights over wrongs They celebrate. I looked outside the window and myself and found none Never has been silence like this one There was still time for my dawn to come tunes of the victory I just could not hum. I had a goal and I lived with it walking along the unbeaten path trying to get those circles in cubes, fit. Perspiration paying off when mind left off I went alone to the forests looking to bury my gaffe. Yes, I will keep walking until I get there until I succeed until hard work pays off and celebrations start There is still time no time to halt Before I celebrate.
Turmoil of not being worthy of life.
mayank-jain
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
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