Feeling Low?
Sometimes its okay to feel low,
it’s an ordinance of life
to make you acquainted of rife
that it is inevitably strident to grow.
It’s his expedient to steer you
to see the life’s chronicle view.
See the vivid blue-sky,
be stance budding warrior it’s time to fly.
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