Youth: Our time is now.

It begins with a burst of light,
A moment of beauty and delight,
When everything we do isn't right,
And we stand up to fight,
Ripping ropes off tied too tight,
Fearing what gives us a fright,
And gaining on elders in height,
Sometimes not knowing our might,
We rise above, finally taking flight.

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