Behold!
Luck’s hapless stance!
For, indeed, there is no chance.
Nothing outside of you
To lay the blame to.
It wasn’t in your star
No need to look that far.
It lies as close to you
As the beat of your own heart.
There!
Hidden deep within!
Be truthful now, call it sin!
Agree with the One
Who made you.
Agree and He will break through
Destroying that which ensnares you.
To Him, sin’s former seat impart
For His desire has ever been
To be as close
As the beat
Of your own heart.
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