Many roads we took
And so many were dead
Many roads we left
Until one that lead
Some drove too fast
And crashed with time
What they were looking for
Some could not find
The ones who made it
Now brag or teach
While the worst ones laugh
At those who couldn't reach
I ask myself
Where do I stand
I'm still on the road
I hope I reach the end
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Fantastic.
I hope you do, nice poem!
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