Like holding a rose with glorious petal,
While wind surpass tear away piece by piece,
Every winter make it grow stronger,
Every summer make it shatter,
For every dream need to be achieved,
Sacrifices need to be completed,
And petals need to be perished,
For what it takes to achieve glory,
For other sake must be history,
ONE always grow new petal for the cost of belief,
While garden always welcome for relief,
And the air surrounds endowment breath..
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