God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

And the foolishness to not know the difference

May I forever be chasing the sun on waxen wings

Always looking up even when falling

My gaze only diverted when the ground meets body

Chasing vanity and chased by inadequacies

Because staying still is the only real loss


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