March Ahead
Without fear and hopeful as I ride;
Pondering the future, I abide;
By one or by two on the opposite shore will be.
Looking for that light I will surely see;
A kind of focus inside.
I didn't win but it doesn't matter;
I'm older and getting fatter.
No need to compete.
You makes me complete.
What does it matter?
It just doesn't matter.
In the moment.
In the now.
No wonder.
No fame.
Just Wow!
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