Too fast to get it back,
Too late to do all the things that you thought,
Were your natural knack,
Instead you sit and contemplate your life,
As what has led you here,
You have walked the same since you first learned how,
Yet what you've walked towards has not come near,
The time has past to learn a new approach,
No new tricks for this dog,
Either the world must catch up with your ways,
Or you must learn to jog,
Or quit searching,
There is no trick to it,
You are who you are, before you can run,
Just practice at making yourself fit.
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