Ransom
let's forget I and look at world at large
what grades were yesterday and how great is today?
is tomorrow a click or yet to be?
such has been a life years ago
yet it's new, it fore-comes always.
how promise-able, are hidden behind the door
though, I see greats in no grades
so, I learned braves engraved
and see what missing, famed but ashamed.
Ahead comes and go
and wondered why no sacrifices for success
blissful, of course are bless
to what extent are we content
if we are good enough for a ransom. of good
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