Fuel
We all stumble into sticky situations
Scratching our heads for explanations
Wishing things just simply went our way
So we can easily breeze through our days
What if we put the striving on the shelf
Replacing it with a sturdier sense of self
Rooted in reality that we will face setbacks
But they don’t need to throw us off track
Reminded of our ability to adapt and cope
As our fuel is now resiliency mixed with hope
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