I will walk yetA Poem by Sumit
Thorns will come and roads will block,
To keep me with the creeping flock, But I have made my mind set and I will walk yet. Minor losses will be there, Disapointments may adhere, But I will see my golden gate and I will walk yet. Pessimism may come close, And I may fall on my nose, But every time I'll stand up straight, and I will walk yet.
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