Yesterday, with a few dollars and very little sleep, through the fire, to the limit, to the wall I chased my shinning star. For just a chance of meeting you, like a slave running for freedom, to risk it all. Through the fire, through whatever came what may, I felt proud that day. For a chance at meeting Mr. Luck with opened arms, I took it all the way.
Right down to the wire, through the fire while facing 21 questions, like a player running with a ball, I am proud to say I gave it my all.
With patience, hard work, focus, determination, dreaming and praying to meeting you another day.
PS: I'll be too busy cleaning my bedroom. Next time Mr. Luck you'll run to find me, not vise versa :)
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