I met life in my journey as a child,
At first, so lovely and considerate
engrossed in its warm embrace.
I saw life as a smooth sail.
I met life in my journey to adulthood,
In its corridors lie opportunities in disguise,
Most attempts appear futile,
So many disappointments paraded its corridor,
But muscles were developed in the process.
I met life in my journey to the future,
So promising, yet seems so far,
Consistently, I worked the path,
Strength in all made the difference.
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