You are sure to fuck it up,
Because you try to be something,
You, simply, are not,
Because in this world the possibilities,
Of what you can be are infinite,
And when something is at stake,
It doesn't seem enough, does it?
But there is one combination,
Of all of your potential,
If happily hit,
Will deliver all that's possible,
And that's just you, alright?
I'm not being gushy.
It's hard to be natural,
And Mother Nature is fussy.
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