Big steps.
Big shoes.
Big shoes to fill.
I slip and slide as I walk up hill.
Step in, slide out, step in again.
I rise and fall until I win.
My feet will grow with every step.
Every mistake I will intercept,
noted in a book for time to pass
so that new success will have longer last.
My time has come,
old shoes, new fit:
comfortable feel, with brand new wit.
I now shall rise above the bar
to greet the twinkle of my star,
and see the things that I shall do
to taste the journey I will pursue.
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