It's not longer about being first,
Now all of those without a snowball's chance,
Are considering the route as what has worth.
And learning from those that pass them on the way,
And absorbing what they do for the next time,
If there is one, but what they don't understand,
Is that each time the race has a different kind,
Of distance and route and ultimate goal,
And no amount of training can truly prepare,
The participants of the obstacles in it,
Which is why so many just die in despair.
But it's alright,
It's not as tragic as it may seem,
You always forget the race that you were just in,
And the current one may always be a dream.
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