Poem 12 turmoil
The never ending turmoil
I want to soar high,
high and high,
but
will I be successful in my endeavour,
will I meet my target,
or
will I be unsuccessful
what is unpredictable,
there is a confusion,
there is a conflict,
there is a chaos,
the turmoil never ends.
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