3rd April 2015

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The ink that write our future

It's not permanent

The factors that determine our destiny

They're not engraved

Not in stone

Nor iron or steel

They are fleeting

Never standing against the storm

The dreams we have

The steps we take

The determine

Where we're heading

And it's never

Always the same

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