Serendipity whispers to me extravagant things to say,
grandiose proclamations
of Love and gospels of Nature.
Pretty little falsehoods wrapped in
glittering foil to hide Truth:
I am a liar.
and so is Chance- there's no such thing.
All luck is what you make up for yourself,
and Chance is just the invention of cowards.
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