Starting a fresh set of days
After gains which are much
And losses having left their touch.
Mulling over places visited
Projects confabulated
And results uncontrived.
Lessons willed and learnt
Travails drowned unwilled
And together they keep me grounded.
Age is just a number
But let 16 make me humbler
And anything but a grumbler.
Will I get better or worse
Performing my chores
And in performing my chores???
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