A new day a new horizon to chase
bringing new ways of opportunities to embrace.
As sun dips rises a new
a becon of opportunities in sky of blue.
Opportunities dance like a fleeting light
making my day even bright.
Some fades fast Some stays
guiding me along the way.
For every fall I rise once more
to greet new dawns and open door
I chase the horizon endless free
bound by dreams and destiny.
© Prolific_Author12
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