Once I lose my faith,

When it ruined my fate

I thought that it's just been late

Instead, it has been eradicate.

How could I vindicate?

If it has been fabricate

How about the dreams I create?

Should I just let it to be fade?

I thought, it has been easy to make

Well, it's a bogus joke instead

To make things possible is just a frame

Which can make you lame.

To reach your dreams it would not be as sweet as marmelade

Or a piece of cake or a chocolate

It has been full of pains and ache

That could make ruin things you've dreams and make.

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