Stay foolish, stay hungry

As I glance out on the world, I see how much it has to hold.

I know the day has come, or so I have been told.

But did I look back with regret and sorrow?

Pushing things back to tomorrow.

Or did I seize the day?

Desipte what others had to say.

And when push came to shove.

Deciding to do what I love.

I decided to stay foolish, I decided to stay hungry.

 

 

 

 

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