Making mistakes,
Seem easier from them...
To recover.
When one is younger.
And encouraged to take chances.
While enhancing that dance,
Of collecting experiences.
Until it becomes noticed,
Some choices to pick...
Are not the best decisions.
And repeating them,
Would be a stupid thing to do.
Some younger grow into adults.
And from them a 'dumbness'...
Eventually begins to fade away.
To learn lessons.
However...
There are adults,
Unable to face...
Their mistakes to make.
Aging with beliefs,
They can escape from them...
If alibis made,
Stay innovative to create.
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