Intuition
New project in Java
And there is an old one to mend
In heart burning lava
Is on a quest for a frontend.
Meanwhile spring's in fast car,
Lilacs blossom, intoxicate
With smell and so we are
Happy on earth, never be late
For your personal call,
Your desire, ultimate mission,
Yes there are times of stall
But do follow intuition
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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