Turtle or Hare?

Life is too short

For it to waste away

I will dock in port

Where I want to stay

It may be hard

But I have to try

This is the winning card

That I'm not going to hide

So give me a hurddle

With slow and fast paces

I'll be the turtle

At the end of all races.

This poem is about: 
Me

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