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Fares & Stairs
We must adjust our sails when the win(d) shifts
Sometimes changes of courses are divine gifts
Gotta sift through the rubble to get to hidden gems
When it feels like we're drowning, we must begin to swim
Whether breast stroke or back stroke, the stroke is a must
Going for broke cause loss of hope is a choke and a bust
Lust for success cause stress leads to impotence
Stay grinding and climaxing perseverance
The expense of living some days are hard to fare
Especially when steps don't land on crystal stairs
Slippery when wet affairs are catalysts to falls
Answer the calls of the wild, smile and stand up tall
Sometimes changes of courses are divine gifts
Gotta sift through the rubble to get to hidden gems
When it feels like we're drowning, we must begin to swim
Whether breast stroke or back stroke, the stroke is a must
Going for broke cause loss of hope is a choke and a bust
Lust for success cause stress leads to impotence
Stay grinding and climaxing perseverance
The expense of living some days are hard to fare
Especially when steps don't land on crystal stairs
Slippery when wet affairs are catalysts to falls
Answer the calls of the wild, smile and stand up tall
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