Track One by Kekal
Wish me luck, wish me luckier
than the luck itself.
I have traveled far,
to the edge of distance,
guided by divine hands
through all these sufferings.
Many walls have been broken,
many have yet to be.
With both feet on the ground,
my wish will never expire.
Clinging on the urge
to stay on track
and keep moving.
The core of life is not about
how we end an episode,
but on how we dare to begin
another after another.
Wish me luck, wish me luckier
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