A
comet flies sparkling bright
A
white line across the night sky
It
lands on the ground exploding light
Once
it dies down the tame night
The
wok in mind
The
world is calling
The
kitchen is hot
Not
all can get in
The
sky is the limit
The
motivators will encourage
But
they don't say of digging in foundation
Without
it we can't even fly or grow
When
the tough get going
It
will be hard to justify a result
It
is patience to hold it there
It
will happen when a belief it is
Don't
be a comet
Flying
in with hope so high
Many
expectations running in gears
When
it lands nothing to cheer
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