The Worthy One
Time isn't the problem to be the best
Where more to life is not living but death
For all you sort on earth been laid to rest
Shall hit your backup to get a rebirth
In the view of hope without work; dies off
To set up an extreme chance waiting luck
Far the surface level reaching out scoff
In guise plaiting logics-- unworthy
Not laudable to win a man's pure heart
Buried in his head off principle's line
Counting down the moon to set stars apart
Lest, there shall be no room to always dine
Growing beyond the laugh and cheers of fun
To become the real outstanding loving one
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