There was a time I craved success
With every nerve and sinew.
But now I couldn’t want it less.
And long may that continue!

That’s not to say I still don’t think
About achieving glory;
I’ll even feel I’m on the brink
But see that’s just a story.

What more could I desire or need
Than knowing that I’m knowing?
Should I proceed at lightning speed
Or start the desert growing?

Or should I sit and write, instead,
Whatever’s going through my head?

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