Redundant

I cannot say what has already
been said.   I cannot write what
I have already written.

I cannot do again what has already 
been done.  

Just not the same. 

Sure, we can attempt to reword, 
reinvent, cover up our steps with 
new ones...but the acts are redundant.  

At some point in Life we 
start repeating ourselves and 
those around us lose interest
...long before we do. 

Originality is fleeting and only 
gives off light during it's first
spark.  All else is ash set aflutter
...long after missing the mark.

So when you strike that match, pay
close attention to that miraculous 
flame; because you only get one "First 
Time" in Life's enigmatic Game.