When I was 14 Years Old...
Tortoise is slower,
Faster is Hare,
Everyone admires winner,
Loser...who cares?
Loser is very important,
As without loser,
Winner has no importance.
Losing this time but not any more,
Learning from mistakes...and winning more and more.
March ahead,
Convert labour to bread,
Bear all pains,
To get your aims.
Do your deeds,
and you will surely succeed.
Fight until you get best result,
Fame...instead of insult.
Loss was past,
You are present,
Hard work mixed with high dreams,
Will make your future decent.
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