He was
chasing his dream
He rowed
against the stream
He rose, every
time he fell down
Never showed
feeling of frown
The journey
was worse
But he had
no remorse
He walked
all alone
Come on
way any cyclone
But least
he knew the truth
The dream
he saw in his youth
Was never
to be achieved
And he will
be left to be grieved
Still he
dared his Destiny
Was ready
to face all agony
For he
believed in his Dream
One day he
will conquer the realm
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