With every journey there is a destiny
We don't know what our story holds
We can't control it
But what we can control is our present
Living day by day
Growing and creating
Leaving a foot print behind
And leaving a story to be told
For When it is our turn to say goodbye
Make sure you leave something that was worth to live by-strangers
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PoetryA compilation various of poems The thoughts of a dreamers I am no one And you?