On the edge of the cliff,
I decided to stop singing the riff,
Of my despair and loneliness.
And to move on the steep steps
of my dreams and bets
Unsure of my odds of success.
On my road, strewn with pitfalls,
I can see the dripping sweat,
The skirmish and threat,
But I will eventually reach my goals.
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