There's just too much to expect. The derailment that tears and rips me apart cannot be accounted for I try to give my best without rest. But it's like a snake passing on a rock without its path being seen. Like a man toiling as he passes through the snowstorm. His steps and all of his efforts were covered hurriedly by the snow. In the daylight, none of his work is to be shown. Though he has toiled and suffered all night. No one knows Yet he gives a smile and keeps up the good work.Neverlacking
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