One
Thy try if not I rise
Thou if I fall Death works on
respect their or is it there
my truth is honest , but;
How honest of it is my price
Ya! the grasshopper speaks
neither less a blind speaks
God are to give a hand
Never a leg but as I see
Rain identify as I mention a angel cries
Now we give Faith to come to a Y
Arouse caterpillar its time . I epiphany
Why never shall it to become the illustration of failure;
For Failure I must explain is only a try
I will be on your side for truth is blood as simple ; for the is but
Now at my mirror,'' keep on the game of life ''
for when you read this I should have surely died
P.S. I'll never stop asking Y
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