Taking A Chance

Taking A Chance short poem

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You have to roll a six,
With four dices on the board.

The odds are not in your favor,
Playing a big game of chance.

Critics are saying it’s impossible,
But you still play in the tournament.

Self-discipline increases the luck,
Determination reduces the risk.

Regardless of the outcome of the game,
A dream is better pursued than left alone.

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Since I was a child, I have been labeled as a failure by many people because I was a deviant and feeble-mined person. I had terrible teachers who despised by saying that I’ll work at a fast food restaurant for my entire life. People who loathed me said that I will become a bum when I evolve into an adult. Instead of executing vicious vengeance for their naive statements, I decided to perform virtuous revenge by becoming a prosperous individual; unfortunately, I had to endure rigorous adversities to achieve my objective. Presently, I am proud to say that I’m a happy person who is prospering each day.
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