Each day is a new start,
Imagine you could do what you wanted,
Math, science, dance or art,
Replay anything in your history,
With knowledge you have now,
Though chances are you wouldn’t do diff’rent,
First impressions are made with a kapow,
It may alter some with experience,
You should hope that it does,
There’s always a chance in this fucked up world,
For obliviousness,
Or too much truth,
Moderation for all,
To provide the right flexibility,
So that the chips, where they may, can still fall.
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