life was on a road
life was a journey
twist and turns
a road to success
it was winter time
all mountains covered
with snow flakes
with broken tress
hurdle were there
i wore snow shoes
i cross the trunks
count every hurldle and crose
smow falls
but i didnt stop
and one day
life would be again a journey
on new road
on new journey..
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