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On the Way To the Top

C-limb the highest hill, A-scending from the ground; M-ake it to the summit, E-levate safe and sound. L-ive up to the expectation, trying to do what is best; A-pril twenty-ninth morn, your birth God will bless. J-ump and fly into the air, O-ver the clouds up high; Y-earn to soar into the star, reaching the wide blue sky. A-im for the precious prize; N-ight of failure passes by; S-hadows of doubt disappear, A-s well as moan and sigh. N-ew dawn comes shining, after the dark dusk is gone; O-ne day will surely break to bring joy, laughter, and fun. M-eet the bigger challenge O-f your life beneath the sun; R-ising to the occasion, A-sk God for the race to run. L-earn to sleep well at night, E-arly then you'll wake up; J-ust walk in the right path, O-n the way to the top.

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