Where Can I Start? Revisited

For all the times I've failed before,
This is a tribute...
...That doesn't mean anything.

From piles of dust and ash,
This is a fire...
...That isn't burning.

If you weren't wishing for more,
Then set a goal...
...And start wishing.

Cast a line...
...And start fishing.

The End

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