Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat
With the hope of a great reward to all the sacrifices.
Every heart that gave all it's best,
Wands not in pain to the failures,
For it lingers in the stream of positivity,
Which flows to the mind.
Scrutinizing every chance it brings,
And every story it creates.

It sets it paces not on the road of depression,
And...