Fate

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My life will not be changed by fate

I'll forever fight that fight

If scripts threaten to stir my days

I'll improv all my life


Beyond the faded hourglass

My future stands anew

Beyond the field of dying grass

My heart will still stand true


I stand under the broken broken bridge

In the stream of time

But I must see beyond the rift 

To keep my peace of mind


Will you choose your path today?

Will you write your own faith?

Or will you sell your mind away

And Leave It Up To Fate...

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