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win: ointment of all sore
#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat:: although path is full of spikelet; cloud of pessimism loomed,
obstacles opens clws.
At crossing point mind may takes u-turn!
yielding those thoughts.
Passer you are nearing to...
Don't halt.
bumpy road ; heavy thunderstorms almost block ur speed.
Don't obstruted.
confidence gasping..
Passer hold ur stamina.
Just walking on&on.
destiny is scrutinize all the passer.never dropping hope.
keep up efforts.
Door of eternity will welcoming with gatepass.
© mm chatt
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat:: although path is full of spikelet; cloud of pessimism loomed,
obstacles opens clws.
At crossing point mind may takes u-turn!
yielding those thoughts.
Passer you are nearing to...
Don't halt.
bumpy road ; heavy thunderstorms almost block ur speed.
Don't obstruted.
confidence gasping..
Passer hold ur stamina.
Just walking on&on.
destiny is scrutinize all the passer.never dropping hope.
keep up efforts.
Door of eternity will welcoming with gatepass.
© mm chatt
