

Fear not when the turbulence ill wind’s blow
It categorizes the chronological will of life’s ebb & flow.
The woeful refuse to account! willful heart without a doubt,
despite the naked truths being volleyed about.
The serpent’s kiss the hiss you missed, tongue & fangs concedes
to none, holding you back the job is never done.
Feeling the sting of pinching claws, crab people pulling you
back because you want more.
The wreckage in the waste, they reject of my case, because
haters lack grace, tripping the zebra when the cheetah chase.
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