In endless steps, I chased the line,
This path I tread, my halt in time.
Each stride I take, a half to go,
A journey bound by fractions solved.
Infinity in finite bounds,
Where motion stalls and thought grew large.
Achilles sprints, the tortoise leads,
My race defined by endless time.
Forever near, forever far,
Where reason left me, here I fall.
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