There are way too many accidents along the way -
Unless you walk on tip---toe,
Looking seven times before moving
Another step forward
The world is noisy and too much noise renders insane the sons of men
So you tip---toe, tip---toe
Avoiding to add more mess to the crowd - progressing
Great many things are done in the silence of self-determination
A project shut in the heart succeeds better than a plan known of all -
And you tip-toe up the ladder
A surprise is sweet perfume
And a unexpected realisation has more fame than speeches of candidates -
So you tip---toe along
Until the only sound that will be heard will be the joyful applauds of proud ones surprised by the height of your achievements!
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