Racing Toward Myself
I'm speeding out of my old self,
away from the dark and drear within.
I'm a comet racing to impact
on where I'm heading;
to explode in a shower of light
as a brighter star in my own right,
and if my trajectory stays on course
I will be a whole lot better
and certainly no worse.
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