‘Meraki,

I Once had a story to tell, from a whisperer to a falling hell.

Should you believe that I was a man,

to begin with a hidden spell,

to strongly believe there was more to brief?

A Man in search for his path to find,

(I Was my own thief.)

To care? For I have found my narrow alley.

To take? You have my spoken allay, such relief.

A Duty from shoulders to fall,

a wisdom stronger by all,

the answer that started my story with a crawl.

I Have a chance to start over,

(For a do-over)

with a new beginning like rising four-clover.

Stamp of approval

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