Miles and ahead

A mile and ahead to summit, Can’t stop although I lack permit. I am always so eager to admit , It matches my way and habit . A game beyond any loss or profit, I deny to quit and never retreat. A script without retake and edit, Confidence prevails and uplift. Who said it to be undoable? None here is infallible. Resisting roughness makes it unreachable. My soul says divinity is repeatable. Natural obligations are traceable. But can’t stop as journey seems to be remarkable.