In youth each day dawns new.
A clean slate, a new race to run.
Begin what was forgotten,
Finish what was yesterday begun.
Each day is one lap in a long race.
I am nearer the end,
Playing an impossible catch up.
Each lap brought hard lessons.
Every mistake is replayed.
But my eyes are on dusk, a clear view,
Still hoping to fall no further behind.
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