When the sun shines bringing light to all,
The heat of it burns,
Predict if a concern;
Is it time that it’s must be changed.
Fasten the growing of ferns.
In the middle of chaos,
In the dream of a wild jungle,
Where the giants tell children's stories;
Missed the ideal glory,
Not been in the time when saints have claimed
No matter of worry.
Wait till the end
Still not finished the guest,
It kind of state of the complex.
Streets of contests,
False quests.
Missing the real protest.
In the script of the house;
The white dragon is the one,
The last stand who we trust
The door holds the thrust,
An arrow can’t be a twist
from a real worrier;
Believes in opening different ways through blocks of the barrier.
Never give up even with failure
Or fix it with the trailer.
Never press the button to terminate,
Design the state of power in the emptiness space
A proactive bond carries the drone.
The heart cannot be made from stone.
Socratic irony without agony.
Do not feel shame or lose your identity;
It's your dignity.
Protect your dynasty,
When you show your bravery,
Keys open the gate of mystery.
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