The Mask of Ambition
Seeking to heighten
Your small frame,
On tiptoe, yet you
Already mock your aim.
For cheating's fleeting gains
Shall swiftly fade,
And leave you poorer
Than when you first did trade.
It's not the feathers
That give birds their flight,
But wings of strength,
That lift them to the light.
Hard work and patience,
These are virtues true,
That shall reward you,
With a success anew.
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