When every attempt
Feels like a failure
Waiting to happen
When every accomplish
Feels like another step
In a war of attrition
When you're not sure if
'I did my best'
Is good or bad
In the end...
It just...
Is
For all that's wasted
Is the half hearted effort
The timid reach
The meager attempt
The unaimed throw
For the partial endeavors
Are ever doomed to defeat
But every time we push ourselves
And give everything we have
Even if we are burned in our flight
We got that much closer to the sun
This time around.
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