With small peaks of hope and great valleys of despair,
Fate is a miser and Life, unfair.
Long is the journey ere an apex is reached,
Even delicate flowers must bloom after winter's breached.
Grudge not the blessed, for they are strong of heart,
For Destiny rewards us if only we play our part.
For those that have it easy and have their places under the sun,
Have earned their places for their work is done.
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