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FIBERS MAY FADE
A passionate youth
matures with conviction,
and during that span
conflicts with tradition
They used to own tomorrow,
never a servant
to its will,
and though fibers may fade
there are desires they fill
Limitations don't alter
what initiative invites,
when they daringly aim
at targets in sight
Internal markers are etched
on a list that's eroding,
as a scroll rolls behind
a sly smile
they're showing
As twilight unravels
they clutch what lives on,
fighting with everything
until their stamina
is gone
Experience is the key
to endure
what will come,
as savvy spurs habits
in journeys begun
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