destiny

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I walk the path of destiny

a path meant specially for me

the end I can see

and it's coming for me

I run and run

through wind and sun

but there's no escaping death

its cold fingers clutch my throat

life leaves, eyes close, heart stops

I feel no fear and no tears fall

will I go up or maybe just maybe I'll fall

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