I try my hand a various things,
Some I succeed,
Most I give up.
Some I find fun,
Others tough as hell.
A few I love doing,
A few I drag myself through.
Some are tricky to learn,
Some turn tiring on repeats.
Eventually I give up most of them,
And yet, I am not a failure.
The very fact that I tried,
Is enough for me to know,
To differentiate myself,
From the ones who don’t.
Every attempt teaches me,
Every try is a lesson;
I see myself grow,
With each adventure I go.

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