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Moving up one's journey uphill, 
Though for many a soul a thrill,
Is a scary endless struggle
Verging on a daily battle.

One may expect thorns on the way
And a scorching sun through the day,
One may witness wild winds uphill
With not a spot oneself to shield; 

One may expect rough, rugged roads
With no single voice one to goad,
One may expect to face a cliff
Or down a precipice to slip;

One may expect blows from vile men
Or a stab on the back from friends,
Envious of one's seat to take
Or eager to snarl at one's fate.

Moving alone up a steep hill
Calls for zeal, power of the will
Courage coupled with bravery
And the gem of divine mercy.

When our path is shrouded with doubt
Let us give a positive shout 
To clear away any dark cloud
That of ourselves we may be proud;

When along a road we do fall,
Let us surely rise after all,
Pursue our journey till the end
With spirit of a real man.

When the top of the hill seems far
Let us think of the distant star
Some billions of light years' away
Shedding light to brighten our way;

Let our end goal be the hilltop,
Instead of a slippery slope,
Gaze at the distant horizon
Where emerges the rising sun.

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