If you aim for the moon,
I'll reach for the stars.
If you want to climb a tree,
I'll climb a mountain.
If you write five pages for a paper,
I'll write six.
If you run three miles,
I'll do the extra.
It's not that I'm trying to beat you,
I'm just pushing myself to be a better me, and to do the best I can.
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Within the Four Seasons of Knowing You
PoetryBook 3 of My Black and White World •Sad love poems
