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Below are the parts that came before, You might want to read them before you read the fourth
You’ll see things that are down right
strange.
You’ll be out of your depth and out of your
range.
Alone is something you’ll be most of the
time
And when you’re alone life isn’t sublime.
You’ll see things that’ll give you the
shits.
Sooner or later you’ll want to quit.
Quitting is something that comes naturally
to us,
Whenever things get tough, we oft consider
that our challenges are best suited to
another.
We wallow in it till we are quite sick with
it.
When you’re here you’ll come to the most
peculiar conclusion.
Yes, I’m afraid it’s quite the medical
condition.
You’ll be in a little bit of a depression.
As horrible as this may seem,
and it certainly is infinitely terrible
You’ve come to the best part of the race,
It’s the part where you readjust your pace.
Now that you’ve found the floor,
You’ll begin the climb up to the moor.
Onward and upward you’ll climb,
Your arms will get sore,
Your feet will tire,
But upward you’ll climb.
You’ll face your demons whatever they are.
Then you’ll be back there,
In the wide open air
Taking as much as you want or as much as
you dare.
And oh the places you’ll go!
You’ll run your own race, at your own pace.
And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3⁄4 percent guaranteed.)
(Dr Seuss, Oh the places you’ll go)
Happy Days,
Afam
Happy Days,
Afam
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