Once upon a time the snail was lonely,
It had nobody.
All of its own.
The journey made slowly,
Though it was late, it is already on track,
Little by little move, every steps taken forward,
One by one success on the way achieved.
But some of them out of reach,
It is very hurting and the snail must let it go,
Those things must be let to be succeded by someone else,
Now the snail is lonely again
2 comments:
We will press on and do our best... God will make it grow!
Bro...
I cast you a permanent magic spell...
'Alacadabra... Transform Anbu from a snail to an eagle (or whatever faster creature that he wish to be associated)'
*Poof* (Anbu is not a snail anymore... but something else better)
Ok bro... you are not a snail anymore...
You can be faster now...:P
Start moving faster and let go of your loneliness...
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