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Aug 2018
I smile at my grief
Thought l would get some relief
But my conscience betrayed my belief

My victory was in my ambition
But l failed to have the determination
What was the use of the demonstration
When life proved to be nothing but violation

Although it hurts l get up
I was taught never to give up
It's hard to get to the top
But the view is beautiful from up

I will fly the highest
Who said l cant be the greatest
When l can work the hardest
And someday will be the best
Not like the rest
Tired of being 16 but the dreams are within reach
Written by
Poetic Eagle  22/F/Zimbabwe
(22/F/Zimbabwe)   
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