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The journey set forth, rain or shine, shall be ever appreciated.
The flame of inspiration, against the tempests, shall never dim out.
Lessons, however gruesome, shall be learnt.
Progress, albeit gradual, shall be made.
The gates of welcome, in the time of misery, shan't be shut
For in it, if sought, growth will be found.
No blind eye, in the time of joy, shall be turned
For in it, if lost, jealousy will be earned.
Though old and weak I might become,
This game I play, I swear, will never die.
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