Any Excuses
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Aim at big
And dig
The earth so deep
So as to keep smoothness
What does it do?
How does cultivation prove through?
The seeds may find good feed
From the land, showers and water grid
The life allows you time
But you have put in efforts sometimes
The arrow has to be shot
Before being caught
Nothing goes in waste
It is an acid test
The life wants you to pass
And successfully last
So keep trying
Without laying
Any excuses
For misses
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