Is life a race, or a dance?
Let me not need to pause.
Leave my rivals in dust.
If life is a race, let me finish first.
If life is a dance, then let me take time to perfect my steps.
Let me appreciate tap, while dancing for my break.
Find solice in slow tunes, and fire in the fast.
If life is a dance, then let me find my own rhythm.
In both race and dance, I am not alone.
People push me further.
In a race, I force myself to the front.
In a dance, we can alternate the lead.
Is life a race, or a dance?
I don’t know.
But I know which I’d prefer.
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