We searched for failures and found them, because in the end, we were destined to succeed.

There is a wonderfully clever and bittersweet paradox at play here. The poet tells us that they set out with the singular goal of finding failure—and succeeded brilliantly at it! Behind this playful irony lies a deeper emotional exhaustion: when life denies you victory again and again, embracing your downfall on your own terms becomes your only quiet, defiant triumph.