6 | PURPOSE

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THERE ARE POSSIBILITIES

as much as there are raindrops in a thunderstorm,
And as many ways to fall.
Though,
As much as the collision may have torn,
You chose to make that call.

You made your purpose,
Sank into the ground,
Left behind the world's surface,
And helped bloom them daisies,
for the next warriors to be found.

And they wonder why they are on earth,
expected to choose.
They pick up the flower, and understand their worth,
And after only one hour
they win or they lose.

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