Here I start my journey,
To become a attorney,
Of my own,
To complete journey hone.
It goes through the darkest side,
Then too, I'll bide,
To it,
Won't move a little bit.
My journey ends in nowhere,
Where to it I glare,
Everyday,
And I won't stay.
There, where my soul live,
Thoughts which are hive,
Stuck,
But they will buck.
©rakhi
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