Fate. {written or made?}.
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Last published Fri, Apr 18, 2025
THE FATE.
The twofold nature of human mindset...
Submission to the fate ordained by the God
or..
Beholding the potent to forge our own fate?
which one is yours?
" I shall not surrender to any fate whose prologue isn't adorning your name, be it written by the God himself.
For a tale devoid of thee is unworthy of my heart"
He said.
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