Will
I have met a boy who is ill
His ill made him grill
He always thinks about his will.
He is filled
With lots of skill.
Miles to go to hold his will
And swallow a bitter pill.
He always goes through the mill
To achieve his will.
His will is like a hill
He will achieve not immediately
But sometime soon definitely.
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