When you reach for the stars
Envy not the birds that fly
High up in the sky
You know the goal you have set
Just make sure it is met
Let the wind blow
As heavy as it can
To keep you low
Soar up high
Victory will be nigh
The fear of losing
Can make you flicker
Remember the race is for the fitter
Nothing can shatter your will
When you know for sure what's your fill
You are what you think
Think you are as small as an ant
So you will be
Winner or whiner
The choice is yours
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