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Fist to feast

Fist to feast

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Fist in my hand

Grip that I had

Since what it bled

Past to future, till we met.


Soft but cuts over

Dirt and dozen to tear

Hope I can bear

For everything to be, yet.


I can't explain

My nights and my pain

Lights, clouds and the rain

I will be there, soon to set.


Yes I had no cart

No parents since birth

Left there alone and hurt

I may fly before its too late.


Down what not for me

Up that I can see

That one dream to flee

My blessings for myself, I bet.


One day, it will be over

I may rule my ruler

And slave my power

I wish every wish to reach top of that.


Blush if I slay

Sworn if I sway

But I can't die before my prey

As I am a human, not an insect.


Soft as I am now

Weak if I show

Burnt and bled in snow

But I will change everything; to my fate.


So lastly if it is

What I need to get bliss

I should be aware of my own switch

As my love for "Success"; I named my pet.


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