My Tears
The meeting of the minds
It was on the cards
The rebirth of humanity
It was on the tip of the ice breaker
Sometimes you have to swallow a lemon
In order to make a lemonade
Sometimes you have to mix sour and sweet
In order to emphasis the taste buds
Waking up is the beginning
Getting up is sweeter than honey
Proceeding towards is flexing the muscle
Holding it, is indeed an honour that should be embraced
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