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"Destiny" A life may be what we make it. It can lead us on a wild chase. Knowing in what place you fit! This is the problem we all face. Born the same as one another. Our destiny's make us unique. As did our fathers and mothers, We strive to reach higher peaks. No one man can try to control, You're destiny or what you'll do. Only you alone can pay the toll, For dreams you hope come true! When you think you have the time, To waste that precious extra day, Maybe then you'll read the signs, Of why you went your chosen way!
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