The sun now rises and touches the day,
these hopeless people rise to seize their way.
They forget and start to rethink their life,
Aiming higher than high, not just a wife.
Hopeless they were but now stand there in front,
They're now ready to do a route of hunt.
Hunt not just a food but real life to come,
Which life deprived like the goodness of some.
They were the hopeless people, now they stand,
ready to make lives pretty unbland.
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