The yearning for learning is burning in me.
I am churning and turning, returning to me.
It's done, I've won, Now you run o my fear.
The one, I am the sun, there's none that's near.

I arrive, full, alive, to revive myself.
To strive, and survive, I arrive myself.
Do not try for I am high as the sky itself.
You'll die if you try to fly to my shelf.

Born again in the rain of the pain am I.
I strain to attain the terrain I eye.
I do want to flaunt my jaunt to all.
You vaunt, you taunt, and haunt your fall.

I rise in my skies and then dies the mist.
I am wise, in disguise, I know lies you twist.
Even though I know who's the foe, I pretend.
To your woe, nice and slow, I'd row to your end.


© TRQ

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