As I lie on my pallet
Thinking of what to write
Though I have cash in my wallet
Yet my mood is not upright
Disturbed, distempered I become
Derailed and fazed I turn
For the inspiration failed to come
So my pen enjoy no fun
I took it firstly as destiny
For the Divine do as he wish
Then it was admitted as a journey
That hits rocks before accomplish
I compose it as a code
It was neither compile nor execute
I thought maybe because of cold
So I tried at noon but not minded
A closed mouth is a closed destiny
That's why I shared my knot
With a wise and reliable Braintree
And he helped me with some words
Life is a journey he said
That pass through deserted locale
And makes it seems stupid
But you will surely stick-out the sail
Life is a race he continues
You keep on striving to emerge on top
Though, the best is only for few
But keep up drilling to avoid dry up
Dream big in life he utered
Thinking positive yields more success
When you reach zenith, people will gathered
Feeling so amazed in front of your triplex
I stored this with my left
To avoid eating with it
Then I picked up my writing set
And compose a rune like this
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