And, even after all this time,
I still desire success,
Despite the fact my life’s sublime
And free from all distress.

As such, I’m like a mighty snake
That wants to be a frog,
And, rather than command the lake,
I ribbit in the fog.

Success is such a tiny part
Of life’s enormous whole,
And yet I’ve set my lion’s heart
On sinking to that goal.

Though equal to the universe,
I wish that I was something worse.

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