Life is a race
One must boldly face
Go at the right pace
In each new phase.
It is a chase wherein
You leave no trace
For the enemy’s gaze;
It is also maze
And may take days
To erase the haze.
In either case
There is solace.
But if you recede
To tie your lace
You can put on your hat
And leave in disgrace.
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