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FIBERS MAY FADE

A passionate youth
matures with conviction,
and during that span
conflict 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