Success Awaits
Why stress?
When success awaits.
You know you're great
And failure is not in your trait
Why dost thou think too much in life?
With hope, everything will be fine
Believe in thyself and crest
You're a conquerer be intense
Be brave and beat your chest
I ask God fill you with zest
And you will surely impress.
Your results won't be second best.
May thy brain be overflowed with wisdom
May thy mighty pen bringforth freedom.
Why dost thou fear?
When you're a triumphant winner
Go, Break the deadlock
I wish you good luck!
Make us proud like peacock.
-PhilzDpoet
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