Maybe, just maybe, plans don't have to fail
because they're hatched by me. Perhaps no curse
sits on my efforts, and I might prevail
the next time, or the next, bad come to worse.
Maybe, despite the way it often feels
I'm no more unlucky than the next guy.
Perhaps the law of averages reveals
only mathmatics behind each failed try.
It's easy to believe your shadowed dreams
are poisoned by mean-spirted deity;
some sin that no perseverance redeems
stifles luck, murders serendipity--
A shame to leave a door closed in despair,
and never know Success was waiting there.
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