In the long heave that trails the silence
With those tensions mounting so higher
Bewildered eyes so keen on the dramas
As the sharp ears heed all voices unknown
Sans those melodies to make misery felt
He who preserves his mouth prevails
For a single moment of despair strikes
All things pleasant now at a standstill
Deserting the prize that was once cherished
In the long course a new stance to craft
For the everlasting plans we dream of
Vision we have of greater times impending
The glories that will savor like wines
The skies will feel like there’s no more limits
For success forever will spring headlong
Soundless slumbers as the hard work pays off
Reaching for the paramount of prosperity
For the glories that was forever present

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