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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