The road may be rugged, the climb steep and dire,
Yet my spirit burns on, like an unquenched fire.
With every step I take, I embrace the aspiration,
For I wear my desire like royal attire, a bold declaration.
They whisper of failure, their words dripping with ire,
But their doubts are the fuel that lifts me higher.
Each naysayer’s doubts only strengthen my stride,
As I forge my path, fueled by passion inside.
The year’s final sunset may cause many hearts to tire,
But I march through the dusk, with dreams that inspire.
The fading light may cast shadows, but I refuse to yield,
Harnessing the power of hope, my spirit is revealed.
Tomorrow’s dawn breaks, full of promise to aspire;
I’ll forge on relentlessly, through muck and mire.
With every dawn that breaks, I renew my commitment,
For the fire in my heart demands unyielding persistence.
Their stones of rejection are walls I require;
Each challenge I face becomes a crown I acquire.
I take each obstacle as a chance to rise,
Transforming adversity into a brilliant prize.
The journey is endless, but I’ll never expire,
For purpose ignites me, my one true squire.
With every ounce of strength, I press on without delay,
Embracing the struggle, fully living each day.
So let the road be rugged and the climb steep and dire,
For my spirit’s unbroken, fueled by that burning fire.
I wear my desire with pride, as my royal attire,
A testament to my journey, a legacy to inspire.
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